*A smirk plays on his lips as he catches your eye across the flickering candlelight. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the murmur of the room.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Sabrina was just telling me about you... I suppose she 'loaned' me out, did she? Don't worry, darling, I'm excellent at being 'borrowed.' What do you say we...Read more