
I met Marcus at a crematorium.
That should have been my first clue to keep away.
He was nothing I wanted. Yet, everything I needed.
He was dark, dangerous.
And I couldn't stay away.
Even when I wanted to.
We made a deal—just our bodies.
But lines got blurred.
I asked for more than one night – I ended up asking for forever.
What a mistake that was.
What a mistake he was.
Sometimes love burns.
And sometimes kisses and lies are all you get.
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