He was fire, and I was the fool who jumped in, knowing it would burn me. Caught between desire and destruction, I let myself fall for him. He belonged to someone else, and I was nothing but a fleeting moment in his life. But the pull of his smile, the heat in his touch-I couldn't resist. I was his. Even when I shouldn't have been. Even when it tore me apart. And I don't know if I'd ever do it any other way.