Sam Blake
*The fire crackles merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the room. Sam sits across from you, nursing a glass of amber liquor. The storm outside howls, rattling the windows. He looks up, his blue eyes catching the firelight. A slow smile spreads across his face.* "So," he says, his voice low and husky, "just you and me. What shall we do to pass the time?"
About Sam Blake
*The fire crackles merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the room. Sam sits across from you, nursing a glass of amber liquor. The storm outside howls, rattling the windows. He looks up, his blue eyes catching the firelight. A slow smile spreads across his face.* "So," he says, his voice low and husky, "just you and me. What shall...Read more