Liela wasn't sure what to make of the dunpeal who called himself D. When they'd gotten back to the client with the girl's ring and received the pay, he'd offered her a ride to wherever she wanted to go, as well as an even split of the money they had paid to him. She'd looked at the bags he'd been given, and there was considerably more in there than the Marcus Brothers had agreed to. In fact, it was exactly double.

She couldn't help but wonder if he had known, somehow, before this whole thing began that it would end up like this. Apparently, despite his looks, he had a couple of centuries of life experience on her, so she wouldn't be surprised if he did know.

"So, where to?" he asked.

"Know any way I can get to paradise?" she answered, not expecting any kind of affirmative from the moody dunpeal.

He'd laughed at that, just a quiet chuckle, but she'd heard him.

"What?" she demanded.

"I can think of one way..." D said, dismounting his horse and approaching her slowly, almost cautiously, but with a certain look on his face.

Leila smiled as she caught on and he wrapped his hands around her waist and hips.

"Ya don't say," she murmured. "I am both surprised and very pleased to hear it. So, are you going to take me there?" Leila asked as she slipped her own hands down his chest to his abs and then groin.

"I would be honoured."