“Yeah.” There was no point denying that. He’d started to worry the same thing about himself, though self-control was something he worked on constantly.

But that didn’t make her ugly.

“Sharks do this thing called a feeding frenzy. If there’s enough prey, they get — amped up. Start biting whatever’s around, even other sharks. They lose control, but they’re still — where they belong. It’s freaky, and god help you if you’re a fish. But they’re still sharks. They’re still in their element. They’re not — less than what they are right here.”