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. 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?