"You know that I didn't drop the glass because I am tired."
Elizabeth knelt down to unbuckle the black patent leather stiletto heels she had been wearing all night, slipping them off and then standing back up 6 inches shorter than she had been with the shoes on.
Sawyer wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands on her lower back to hold her close.
"You never normally wear heels like that," he had chosen to ignore her comment, "it was weird seeing you looking taller."
"I was still shorter than your sister, and most of the others."
"I know, but you're so tiny compared to them normally that it was odd to see."
"Tiny, fragile, defenceless... none of the things you'd have looked for in an ideal mate."
"You're hardly defenceless. You are fierce in any number of ways. Besides, I like i
