“There was no danger.”

“And, by the way, I adore you.... in frightening, dangerous ways.”

“You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous.”

“What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.”

“But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?”

“He smiled halfheartedly. Then he frowned. "But isn't it more dangerous than that? In all the stories, they say that it's too hard. . . they lose control. . . people die. . ”

“Victoria?" she hissed. "Laurent?"I nodded, a teensy bit alarmed by the expression in her black eyes. I pointed at my chest. "Danger magnet, remember?”