*Previously 'Be My One and Only'*
The taste of his lips would forever be etched into my memory. Soft and demanding, unrelenting but sweet. The way his hard body would press against mine as we lose, seek, and found in one another. He was an intoxication and I was an addict.
Our fervent kisses slowed down to a sweet torturous bliss and with one last lingering kiss, he reluctantly pulled away and leaned his forehead against mine. His eyes searching for...something. Confused, as if battling with himself, he squeezed it shut, tightly.
'Nate?' I whispered timidly, my hands still gripping his buttoned up shirt.
His green orbs softened. He enveloped my hands in his and lowered them back to my side, letting go. 'Sweetheart. This - this can't happen.'
My heart shattered.
An innocent girl.
A boy with a dark past.
And a painful, hovering secret.
When an innocent stands too close to a burning flame, she burns.