Blackbeak Bluff bloody heck

It wasn't long before Gabe had company. And she didn't seem to wary of him, in fact she strolled up with a swing in her hips and sat herself down parallel to him. Gabe watched her with fascination, intrigued by the seductive way she spoke. And that confidence. When he wanted company, he usually asked from afar. He felt it was much safer that way. For all she knew, he could've been a crazy guy, and he could've attacked her. Fortunately for her, he wasn't hat kind of guy at all.

His muscles tensed a little, making him appear bulkier than usual, but his gait remained friendly and relaxed. That depends on who you are? He replied m, his accent betraying that he wasn't a native. As alluring as this female was, Gabe was no hormonal fool. He would ride this out cautiously, until he felt he could trust her.