not ward levels of hot or anything-not that i 'm thinking about ward-but not halfway bad looking . i whimper , my toes already curling , my head already flying off my body . then , he stomps into my face . the important thing was not to let the man catch him alone . `` i 'm right in front of you , '' he said . but she was n't a danger to people on the road for heaven 's sake . he yelled a few curses and dove back down , taking cover from the raining glass . 