Bear Blood(Mature, Blood)

Over his shoulder, he barked out a laugh at jer snide remark of him going to hell. He knew he most likely would be, as many lives that he had taken, but he had kept such a thought to himself.

The russian kept walking until he had reached the fist burly oak, then paused to yawn. The devious little temptress had the note in her voice, almost imperceptible, but to the ears of a man who had haeld many lovers, one night stands, in his life, he knew it well. Shd didn't want him gone. Another win.

His flame hide had almost met up with the third line of trees, his pace unhurried, and still in her line of view.