Slow Burn

My new neighbor ticks all the right boxes.

Tall – check.

Muscular – check.

Tatted – double check.

Until he opens his mouth.

Adam is grumpy, rude, and obnoxious as hell.

And I really should tell him exactly where he can shove his insults.

Instead, I bite my tongue.

He intrigues me, and I can’t fight the need I have to find out what caused the pain so evident in his dark eyes.

Soon the thick, hungry flames surrounding Adam consume me.

I should’ve known better.

Because when you play with fire, you’re bound to get burned