I don’t know what it is about Cole, but when I’m with him, I feel . . . free. I do things I wouldn’t have considered before, and I like it. I like him. The flash of vulnerability in his eyes when he told me he didn’t have any warmth in his life made my heart hurt. Maybe I still should have walked away, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Just like him, I want more of whatever it is that burns between us. Even if it will probably flame itself out all too soon.
