I touched his chin and brought his face back to me. I'd have cut my hair months ago, but Micah said if I cut mine, he'd cut his, the threat had left me with the longest hair of my life. Richard stood, and even though he had one arm bandaged up, I was suddenly aware of how tall he was, how broad his shoulders were. The university knew about the doctorate but not about what he did on the full moons.
It hurt where it touched my skin, like small biting insects. I'd rather not be exhausted for the rest of the day. I looked back over my shoulder, and his eyes weren't lavender, they were blue with hints of gray, and they weren't human anymore. Besides, I know your reputation.