Sasha Morden

Rising up to her feet, she held out her hand for him, helping him to his. When he wasn't glaring holes through her or threatening to rip her throat out, she liked that he loomed over her. "I'll clean up the remains of our failed dinner later. For now, let's just get you inside and find somewhere comfy to hole up so we won't be bothered while I use a perfectly legitimate reason to get you shirtless and enjoy it."