Noah was about 6' 2". Wearing a black suit coat with a white buttoned shirt and black tie he looked professional, like a sexy version of a lawyer. His black trousers made his legs look lean, adding to his height. His shoulders were fairly wide, with hands that looked like he could crush the world with one squeeze of his hand. Little did Karah know, that it wasn't his size that could destroy the world.
He made his way over to the bed, making Karah move instinctively away from him, her back pressing against the headboard. A look of worry passed over his face as he got nearer. His Grey-green eyes staring at her from underneath a crop of black hair. He sat down on the edge of the bed about five feet away from her. And stayed there. Saying nothing.
She wanted to run. Something about him made her uneasy, like a cat would a mouse. Karah's hands braced out to her side as she pressed herself further away from him. She didn't want to be near him. Something wasn't right here.
"You do not need to be scared of me, little flower." His voice was deep. Soothing. Relaxing. Almost like a trance. Something inside of her flared to life. Her heart beat quickened. "I don't know you, i have every right to be scared!" She was unsure of what was to happen. She didn't know where the hell she was, surrounded by people she didn't know. She wanted answers. And She wanted them damn quick.
His jaw flexed, his eyes closing for a brief moment. All he wanted to do was hold her. Everything inside of him screamed at him to take her into his arms and hold her, and never let her go. How could he? She was scared of him. What had happened to her before he had gotten there? If Jasper had hurt her in any way, he would have his head ripped from his body and mounted on the wall. His children, grandchildren, and any who flourished from Jasper's seed would feel Noah's pain.