Hes a volunteer firefighter, a roofer, and a mountain man hoping for love.
Shes a photographer, a videographer, a possible pyromaniac and…
Shes got that fire.
Opal is just as precious and fascinating as her namesake. A blue-eyed blonde with curves and attitude, who is completely fixated on her work.
(Even though she might have slight arsonist tendencies.)
She has an incredible eye for detail. Can she tell Im already obsessed with her? Shes an artist, yet is also a work of art herself… every sweep of her hips and toss of her hair is embedded into my memory.
It cant be natural to feel this much lust for someone so fast. Although its much more than that. These feelings… Brand new and glittering and tangled in my head like a long string of Christmas lights.
Opal doesnt want to get me in trouble with the VFFT. Doesnt want to jump into things too fast.
Flames always follow the fuel. The most flammable path. Its not my fault that our blaze is instantaneous. I know I can be the perfect man for her, and release all of her dreams and desires.
My girl is so full of fire that I know well never die out.
