What can I say?" I grinned. I have a magic touch when it comes to animals." Daphne snorted. "You're touched in the head is more like it.

Just another part of that Spartan killer instinct. I can slay the ladies just as well as I can reapers.

But I'd much rather face a dozen assassins like LaFleur any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.

It'll be okay, I promise. No matter what I see or feel. You'll still be Logan and I'll still be your Gypsy girl.

Come on, Gypsy girl. I'm bleeding to death here, in case you haven't noticed. At least make it worth my while and kiss me before I die.

I did not glow with the thrill of battle. Cringe, yes. Glow, no.

You bruised my ego, you see, and there’s just not enough money in the world to soothe my ego when it gets bruised