He was a tornado, a dangerous whirlwind destroying everything in it's path until there was nothing left to do but sit and stare at the chaos he had created. She was a volcano, harmless while left undisturbed until the day she erupts and her once contained rage burns everything around her until the only thing that remains is the ashes of what once was. They were the same in so many ways and yet couldn't be more different, two storms waiting to be unleashed. Separate, they brewed and boiled and yearned for the other's destruction.. And together they created one beautiful disaster. *** He'd been searching for a place to call home for so long, he hadn't realized he'd already found one. ~~~ His head rested against hers, eyes closed as he breathed in the comforting scent of honey and home, her lashes fluttered against his skin imitating the softness of a butterfly wing and he simply held her tighter.