“She went on tiptoe and pecked his cheek with a kiss. Daring of her, she knew. His green eyes went dragon-gold and sharp, the bones of his forehead morphing slightly to suggest the crowned brow of the dragon inside. At least he was smiling, though it was the kind of greedy grin that would send most people running in the opposite direction. Not her. "Let's just get this over with," she said. "Yes." His voice had gone rumbly. "And then on to something else.”