Freezing Fire (Challenge Part II)

[Kay Sera]

...I remember my heart freezing over, and shredding yours before you could get to mine.

I met you for the first time in the office, and you were wearing that hot little red skirt with a short black suit jacket and tight black tank and sharp-toed black stilettos. Your hair was a deep brunette with just a hint of reddish hue that matched that skirt and your dark brown eyes peered at me with unabashed interest and your hand shook my hand with a delicate force, and I remember thinking that you were either sensuality or fire personified.

And then, suddenly, you were mine, and I thought I held in my hands all of your beauty and wonder. For one lovely year, you said you deeply wanted to be with me, to hold me, but never to love me. You told me that was what my wife was for, but your fire engulfed my heart more than hers ever has.

And when I saw you from my bedroom window walking with him across the street, in that hot little red skirt, his hand around your slender waist, I remember my heart freezing over, and shredding yours before you could get to mine.

[Kay Sera]

thank you, everyone! 

[Justine Dunn]

Play with fire and you're bound to get burned, enjoyable read :)

[Angela]

Well, that is indeed a very special brand of pain.  Good reading.