“If I’d known you were leaving, I would have…” Danny’s voice trailed off. “What would you have done, mon amour?” Danny made a strangled noise. “I mean, you could get really hurt, you know? What if Luc injures you or…or worse. And I never got a chance to say— Ugh, I’m really gonna have to say it over the phone, aren’t I?” “Say what, little king?” “I love you, okay!” Danny was shouting again. “I love you and your dumb vampire face, and I really thought I’d get to tell you that in person.”
