spencer started for holly , his left hand extended out , ready to reach behind her head to clutch a fistful of that curly brown hair back to get a perfect look right into those eyesthose barbarian womans eyes would suddenly switch back to those frigid , bambi , vulnerable eyes and they were going to shine plea , desperation , sadness , shock , awe , betrayal , denial ... while his right was ready to before he could even touch her , he felt a mysterious blow pummel him out of nowhere right in his stomach , shooting all the airevery ounceout of his lungs .