"It's hard to say I 'wouldn't' do anything... I've done a lot, and intend to keep on doing a lot more," he added with a devilish grin, reaching over to pat Ever's hand. "Awww... worried that I'm picking on your friend too much and not picking on you? Don't worry, sweet little Ever, I certainly wouldn't have taken the earlier bet if I didn't think you were going to look majestic sitting on my lap, squirming and whimpering for me to use you." He played into the aggressive hand she was putting forth, and took the game right up to the edge, winning a massive hand, leaving Ever with little more than a handful of chips, five or six at best, as his gaze rolled over them, reaching a hand across the table to smooth his fingertips along Ever's arm gingerly, but those deep blue eyes belied the wolf within. "Almost done now, Ever, then you can stop worrying and just accept your fate." He liked teasing her, because he could see the dual reactions in her eyes, the protest and the recognition. "Hopefully there aren't any boyfriends I'll need to scare off with a shotgun. I do so hate to break people's dreams... and kneecaps."