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“Never said anything about a relationship,” Niv countered calmly and rolled her lips together. “Why people think that two adults can’t have an exclusively sexual thing going is beyond me,” she added with a small, one-armed shrug.
“What’s not to like about fire?” Niv asked, almost as if she didn’t see the need for his question to begin with. “Fire is pure, unbridled passion. It can consume and destroy. Desolate everything it touches,” she rolled over on her side with a strained noise and slid her hands between her cheek and the pillow. “But it can also provide warmth, safety, and provide a means of survival.”
“My mentor used to tell me ‘Anyone can dabble, but once you've made that commitment, It seeps into your blood, and it'll be impossible for people to stop you.’ I believe him, and so I made the fire mine.”











