“Should I call you ‘Daddy’ too?” The red and gold in his eyes shimmied to black, and I didn’t even try to pretend I’d misunderstood the double entendre of what I’d just said. I had not forgotten Angel’s plan, and almost dying wasn’t going to stop me from fulfilling my part. “Get the fuck out before I take you over my knee,” Shadow rumbled, his voice deeper than ever. “Calling me ‘Daddy’ will be the least of your worries.”

