But one thing was certain, the way that they focused on her would make her feel as if an animal was looking at her. They were a predator's eyes, the sort of eyes meant to cause things weaker than it to freeze up in fear while they were being stalked. She was so close to him now he could feel his heart starting to thud rapidly in his chest that it nearly filled his ears to hear it, and he felt himself slumping a little towards her, pressing his right side against her for fear of staining her golden hair with his blood.
"Beth... please..." his voice sounded weak as he pulled back to look her in the eye. "Please... right now, I'm more dangerous than that man was..." his leather gloved hand came up to stroke her cheek slowly as he looked down at her. "Please... run away..." he whispered as his face got closer to hers. If she didn't at least pull from him now he was going to kiss her. And even though every cell in his body wanted it he knew that she didn't.