Fire
"Maya!" Chase yelled.
She hadn't realized it, but the towel she was holding was now in flames. Maya dazedly watched as Chase extinguished the fire. He then began tending to her hand that she didn't even know was burned.
"Does it hurt?" His dazzling violet eyes showed concern. She was astonished. Chase was actually worried about her? She nodded sheepishly.
Despite the nasty burn on her hand, Maya smiled.
Just like the towel she had set on fire as a result of daydreaming about Chase, the fire in her heart burned even brighter than before now that he was back.
Haha I am very aware of how lame that last line sounds. :P This one was extremely hard for some reason. Hence why it took me two days to post it.
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- violetfireflies