Dani Pedrosa Height Novels & Stories

He starts on the other hotdog. "I'm a big guy, and I need calories," says Dane. "Fair statement," I say. Dane is much larger than me. He's maybe 6' 3"? "How tall are you?" I ask. "6' 4"," replies Dane. He takes a bite into his second hot dog. "I was close. I thought you were 6' 3"," I say. "Hmm," hums Dane as he chews his second hot dog. "You haven't told me a lot about yourself," says Dane.

He asked as he lead us deeper into the building. Jason of course took this opportunity to be his smart ass self. “You wouldn’t happen to have anything in size Jurassic Park would you?” The man looked at him confused. “He’s about this tall.” I said standing on my tip toes and extending my arm up as high as I could. “And um this wide.” I tried to recall. Jason finally decided to be helpful. “He’s about 6’ 7” and weighs probably 285 to 300 lbs and he’s solid.”

There is an animalistic quality to his movements that made him seem nimble, sharp and predatory. You can see by the way he came to stand in front of the man who dwarfed him that he was daring him. He looks to be challenging him without speaking just to let it be known that he was not afraid. If you know Cuan's height though, you would realize that his 6 feet 6 inches is just too tall to be dwarfed easily. He is a big man too. So definitely, this man here is just crazy big. He looks like some weightlifter. Not too bulgy, but just extraordinarily big.

I wait for him downstairs, and soon, the black car pulls up. He gets out of the car, handsome as always, but he seems more charming today of all days. He is probably more than 1.70 meters, and I was 1.64. I need to wear high heels to see him at least. “Lamborghini then?” I smile sideways.