Whitewater Gorge i'd rather play mortal kombat anyway

He took no offense to her words and instead a smile actually tugged on his ebony lips as he glanced over his shoulder. Kalganov didn't miss the way her brow arched at him. I have my moments. Perhaps he could rein her back in under his control again. Not that he had ever actually controlled her, he just liked to think he did since she had so readily accepted his offer.

Forgive me, I'm just exhausted. He spoke with a much kinder voice this time around (it almost hurt him to use it) in hopes that would be the icing on the cake.