AN: Part three to 'Hire' is coming soon~

9) Heat


She broke it off with him when she thought her pregnancy test said positive. A trip to the doctor, when she suddenly started bleeding, informed her she was wrong. False. Not pregnant.

She was too stubborn to call him; to admit she was wrong.

Two years later, upon graduating high school, she meets a new boy. He's dark skinned and blue eyed, but it can't compare to the teal she had come to love.

He showers her with gifts, compliments, and love. Somewhere inside, he must of knew it was never enough.

His touch is always cold; frigid. A constant reminder of the fiery passion he never lacked.

She missed being warm; god, how she missed it. It didn't matter if they were kissing during a blizzard, the heat of his lips as he kissed her fluttering pulse stroked a fire in her and kept her from freezing.

She was still too stubborn to call.

College rolls around, and she breaks it off with the boy. He smiles, kisses her cheek, and says he understands. He wouldn't have understood, he wouldn't of gone without a fight. He hadn't, actually. She'd had to chase him off her doorstep with a broom.

For two semesters of college, she lays there in her dorm room, shivering constantly. It makes her bones ache, even when the early Spring sunshine warms the earth. It's worst at night, when she doesn't have the distraction of homework or acquaintances to lift her mind from the ice shrouding her heart.

Three AM, Sunday morning, his phone rings. He's sleepy and disoriented, but he recognizes her voice the moment she says, "Will you meet me in my dorm room?"

He's given directions, and she's glad she was never assigned a roommate.

Three years without a single word exchanged, feels like nothing when he strolls into her room and captures her lips without a single hello.

The ache from her bones is gone, and is replaced by a better, more intimate one.

She never notices the cold anymore.