Actually, there were a lot of other options, but all of them had ‘Danger!� written all over them in huge block letters. Red letters. Like the kind of sign you’d put on a velociraptor cage. The problem was, I wouldn’t have had trouble keeping my distance from a velociraptor. I wouldn’t have wanted to pull it into my arms, kiss it, stroke its back, and hope that it nuzzled into my neck and whispered my name.
