"I'm not opposed to being ridden like a bronco." Gabriel grumbled, carefully keeping his expression clear. He turned a page of his book and frowned down at it, taking out a pen and scribbling rapidly. "They'll probably be able to tell. I mean, I can smell my own scent on you." He answered casually, finally closing the small book with a dissatisfied grunt.<br/><br/>"The scent is part of why I'm bringing you to such a dangerous place. It'll piss Alexandria off her game." He smirked wickedly, enjoying the opportunity to play a mind game on the seductress.