He could see the slight fear in her eyes. Damn. Why had he told her the truth? It never went over the way he wanted. Well, that was the only time he had tried. With her. Damn. What did he say now?<br/><br/>He wanted to get to know her, just to talk to her, but, hell, if she was scared of him, what could he do to change that?<br/><br/>His head tilted in question as he thought. "Yeah, go ahead and make me a jameson and ginger. And since you're going to be working here and as I come here often," he gave her a sexy smile, "name's Ravage." He held out his hand towards her.