When the door opened to the room, and Nora got a look at the man in the doorway, the color in her face drained and she backed away, remembering how he grabbed her. "Your from the club, you bit me!" Still holding her shoes, her only weapons, that was laughable. She eyed him up from head to toe, it would be foolish to try anything with him. But when he said she was home, insinuating that she was gonna stay in a strange home with him, Nora shook her head. Her red hair swishing across her face, back and forth until she stopped. "This isn't my home. You had no right to take me like you did. And even if, by some crazy miracle I did stay, I have no guarantee of safety."<br/><br/>Instead of screaming and begging for her life, she was trying to have a civil conversation with him. Despite her fear of him, and the mild tingle of attraction, because he was hot, there was no denying that. Holding his gaze back, her blue eyes taking in every inch of his face, but those sharp grey eyes, they made her feel like a mouse who'd been caught in the claws of a lion. The room they were in suddenly felt to small, Nora could feel her panic in the back of her mind, could feel it swelling forward, trying to overwhelm her mind. But she stopped herself, holding herself still where she stood and took in a deep breath. After a few seconds, she exhaled, letting her panic fade from her in one whoosh of breath.<br/><br/>"Please let me go home. I won't breathe a word of you, or how you bit me. Aside from that, you haven't hurt me. So please let me go." "I mean, I'm not even your type. I'm not a party girl, this outfit isn't even my style." Her clothes showed off her flairing hips, small waist and her ample bosom; C cup. "I like baggy clothes and curling up with a book by a fire. A warm cup of coffee while watching the sun rise. You wouldn't want that, I'd bore you. And then, who knows what would happen then?" But her eyes betrayed her as they swept him over once again, how his arms would feel holding her close. Or how his lips would taste on hers, and it sent her heart beat racing faster. "I didn't even want to go to the club...but they made me. They needed me and the moment we get there...they forgot about me."<br/><br/>Turning slightly, she sat back on the bed, dropping the heels to the floor. Tugging her legs up, she hugged them to her chest, her head on her knees, like a small child who was lost or scared.