Dani keeps glancing her way as if to make sure she’s still paying attention and every time she does, Aubrey’s cheeks burn.

Of all the non-exact comparisons, Sylvans perhaps come the closest to vampires, which are called the cold ones in all the mythology Aubrey knows, but when they hold hands, Dani’s skin is always warm.

One night when they’re the only ones left in the lobby, Dani kisses her on the cheek and a fireball flies up the chimney; the next one is on the lips and lets all thoughts cease so the blaze settles to a safe and reasonable level.