Kahlil's pale cheeks were flushed with arousal and embarrassment as she turned away from him.  The image of that particular male in that particular state of excitement would linger in her thoughts for some time now, and what would she do about it?  Nothing!  He was drow, despicable and cruel and her enemy!<br/><br/>"Damn him."  Her soft curse spat angrily from pursed full lips.  How dare he present himself as a strong, attractive, and virile male?  It was probably all planned; and he was probably supposed to seduce her, to make her more cooperative!  Well, she'd have to do something about that.  Her mind worked frantically as she moved as far from him as she could get, her eyes not going to his sleeping form for fear of what else they might see.  She had to obtain the upperhand in this!