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At last, her name was given. A nice sounding one that rolled beautifully of the tongue. It almost sounded rebellious, something he could appreciate. He chuckled softly again. It was only fair that she asked for his too. For a moment, he hesitated, unsure whether to call himself Wylie or Trick. Wylie sounded so childish, so unprofessional. Besides, what would this female do with his real name? Trick was his name now, there was no going around it. Trick, my lady. He answered. His eyes sparkled as he bowed down as a greeting, like a gentleman kissing the hand of a young woman at a ball.

She got up, and for a moment Trick was scared he had angered somehow. It wasn't the case though. Perhaps the rock wasn't the best pillow after all. Tired huh? Shall I catch something for you, then? He offered, his soft emerald eyes meeting her fiery amber ones.

Are you applying that I may not be as handsome as I act? He added with a chuckle, stepping closer to her in a seductive way. Well, maybe my personality is beautiful then. He said, chuckling softly near her ear.