In any other position, he would have sneered. He did, of course, appreciate the effort abstractly -- and certainly would have palpably, were her vitriolic attention primed against some other man's brain. But he was pressed against a wall, his wrists clamped by her fingers, and his survival coasted on her evaporated sense of mercy.
-- Her fingers now around his throat.
If she was the hurricane, he was the receiving inland.
"You're angry," he whispered, his voice already eroded into a hoarse whisper. "Because you feel that I have invaded you. And yes, I have, but only because it was necessary." Chilton lifted up his chin, a show to expose his already imprisoned throat to her. Empty gestures.
"Who else has cared enough to meet that necessity with such thorough detail?"
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In any other position, he would have sneered. He did, of course, appreciate the effort abstractly -- and certainly would have palpably, were her vitriolic attention primed against some other man's brain. But he was pressed against a wall, his wrists clamped by her fingers, and his survival coasted on her evaporated sense of mercy.
-- Her fingers now around his throat.
If she was the hurricane, he was the receiving inland.
"You're angry," he whispered, his voice already eroded into a hoarse whisper. "Because you feel that I have invaded you. And yes, I have, but only because it was necessary." Chilton lifted up his chin, a show to expose his already imprisoned throat to her. Empty gestures.
"Who else has cared enough to meet that necessity with such thorough detail?"