I was the one who owed him an apology. Most of us just aren't smart enough to remember how tall we are. If I couldn't choke him, wasn't heavy enough to slow him down, wasn't willing to break his neck, I was useless. My arms started to shake with the effort, and my elbows were bending.
The emerald of his eyes spread and swallowed his pupils, so that he looked at me with eyes like green fire. I moved my hands along his back, so that I was no longer holding him, but closer to an embrace. I looked up into that face, met the turquoise flame of his eyes, but it wasn't me that was pulled into his gaze. Jean-Claude encouraged the rumors that there were other things down here, bigger, less human things.
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