Page 351 of Black Reign

“That was fast.”

“I've had several hours.”

“Very thorough.”

“I'm known for it.”

I smile.

Then ask the question I probably shouldn't.

“What if your father is right about me?”

Xavier's expression changes.

“He isn't.”

“You can't know everything.”

“No.”

“You said you did.”

“I corrected myself.”

The dog circles twice near the edge of the blanket and collapses into the grass.

Xavier watches him.

“We definitely own that dog now.”

I laugh.

“Focus.”

“I am.”

He sets the champagne aside.

Then steps closer.

“What if I am dangerous?” I ask.

“You are.”

“That isn't what I meant.”

“I know.”

His hands settle around my waist.

“I've known you were dangerous since the first time you rewrote part of my code and left a smiley face in the comments.”

“That was art.”

“That was vandalism.”

“You admired it.”