Tiger, tiger...

Juliette leapt at him like a tiger, winding him briefly and prompting him instinctively to close his arms around her tightly, if only to try and control the impending onslaught. He feared a physical attack – her record so far indicated that, and adrenalin kicked in and he was as ready as he could ever be. He was unsure which part of his anatomy was at most risk and how he could minimise the risk to vital organs, skin, limbs, eyes and ears.

It seemed that the only way to protect himself was to hold her as tight as possible....