There's a fire that burns hotter than normal; a fire that travels from fingertips to skin, lips on lips, lips on skin, bare skin on bare skin. 

Everything comes with a price and the price of love must also have it's weights in gold.

But how long and how far will a man go to own a woman that clouds his mind, and his heart. Jason has never been told no before and he'll do anything even hold the heavens up and freeze hell over just to keep his fire close to his cold heart.

A clash between a fiery personality and ice cold one is bound to produce steamy romance.

Guns and Love

I stared at the unknown number for a long time before I picked up the phone.

"Put it on speaker" Kelvin whispered beside me.

I raised a finger to my lips to silence him.

"Who else do you think it would be?" A lazy voice drawled from the other side.

I already knew who was calling, I could identify his voice anywhere, that deep baritone.

"J... MockingJay?" I coughed to cover up for the near falter of saying his name out loud.

"I take it you're with someone" he blew on something and then I heard a sip.

"I'll call later" the line disconnected and I set the phone on the kitchen counter.

"MockingJay? Is that his name?" Kelvin asked as he chomped on grilled turkey.

"I don't know his name, so yes, I guess" I lied.

"That sounds like a weird name to have as a nickname, MockingJay" Lena scooped more rice into her bowl.

Chapter 18