When he burst into my life, he set everything on fire.

He is a multi-millionaire, escaped inmate serving life in prison for a double murder he didn't commit.

He was once my only friend and my first crush.

He doesn't ask for help and I don't offer.

His hair falls into his face and a strand brushes along his chiseled jaw. His vulnerability is disarming.

We both know that he shouldn't be here, but when I stare into his piercing, intense eyes, I can't look away.

I want to tell him to leave, but then he leans over and runs his finger over my lower lip.

When our mouths touch, I know that I won't be able to stop.

What happens when one night isn't enough?