Her whisper sent a chill down his spine as he closed his eyes and allowed the name to sink into his memory. Oh, how he wanted to hear her moan his name but this wasn't the time or the place. Her hand upon his knee was a tantalizing action and one that he couldn't just simply ignore. So dangerous...so tempting, he didn't ignore her hand or the electrifying sensation she was giving him. He was drawn in like a moth to the flame.

"Chaolan." His own name was spoken with a husky tone that wasn't nearly as raspy as his older self from years of smoking and drinking that abused his voice.