Compatible

“Lestat de Lioncourt,” Lily says, “is the best jockey I’ve ever drifted with. It's not even close. He’s brilliant and so fucking intense it feels like your brain’s on fire just standing next to him.”

“I’ve met intense jockeys before.” Paul was nobody's idea of a relaxing time, that was for damn sure.

“That’s the problem,” she says. “You’ll think he's normal. At first.”

“Lily…”

She cuts him off. “He will get inside your head, Louis. Not just through the Drift. By being him. He doesn’t do things halfway. He doesn’t feel things halfway, and with a guy like that, shit never ends cleanly, even if you make it out alive.”

Louis stares at her, his pulse suddenly loud in his ears. “Why are you telling me this?” he asks.

“Because,” she replies, “I think you’ve already decided you’re going to be his next partner.”