"Ravish you?" Timmon sounded bewildered, then he squinted. "Oh... beneath that dirt methinks there is a jewel..." The rake took a step forward and tried to cup Callie's chin in a move she saw countless times before. Cup the girl's chin, tilt her head upwards, look her in the eyes while his arms slips around your waist... Callie realized she just woke up Timmon's hunting nature.