Raven's Watch rottning allra

At first Zane thought she was going to be all uptight on him.  That was fine, he figured himself a natural at getting ladies to relax.  Just give her a little bit with his handsomely rugged charm and she'd be swooning in no time.

Then she spoke and gave his horrible line of thought WAY too much credit.  Zane was immediately confused, then thrilled, then extremely encouraged.

You sure you can handle my name, babe?  How about I call you Angel and you call me Handsome?  Zane's face took on what he typically referred to as his 'melt' look, an expression equal parts confidence and interest that he'd practiced and perfected in the water at least a dozen times a week.  

He trained for this shit on the reg.  This chick was going to get the full experience.  Names don't matter when you really get down to it, and I plan on getting down with you.  Wink.