Swiftcurrent Creek I only act like I know everything

He chuckled to himself once more to wipe away the tension between them. But inside, there was a war going on. He almost couldn't read her. His whole life he could read everyone, absolutely everyone, yet this female wouldn't let him. A challenge it was, then. 

Well, there are so many better things to do! He called out, a posh, rich voice filling the soft spring breeze that only carried hints of the mild winter. He wasn't lying though, there were truly better things to do. Like, catching fish, getting some exercise, He summed up, his head first nodding to the creek then to the scenery they were in. Meeting a handsome stranger... He added, his voice a soft, warm purr like a black cat playing with a mouse toy nearby a warm fire.

What's your name, sweetheart? He asked, his smirk now a charming but unsettling smile.