on pure possessive instinct , i 'm inches from the guys face . silently he offered me a cup of hot chocolate . how does that make him funny ? the car lurched forward , and i grabbed onto kyle to avoid flying out of my seat . 'well , it does n't feel like a wall to me , ' she managed . did ben have hooks and restraining devices in his bedroom ? `` why dont you take my number instead ? the understanding and terror must have shown on his face , because twig now smiled in triumph . 