Burning Bridges

I couldn't help but breath in her intoxicating sent. Fire. Burning, raging fire that had destroyed any pain I had the moment I met her. Her fiery hands, never frozen like Edward's, creased my chin and led it back to the source of the raging lust as I kissed her with the passion I felt. All I could think of was how I gave in to the fire, once a single flame, that melted my heart.