Torch

I lost her once.
I can't lose her again.
I fight wildfires. It's dirty, sweaty, and dangerous, but there's nothing else like it. There's no adrenaline boost like a hundred-foot wall of flame. There's no victory better than saving a town.
Particularly when the town you save is your ex-girlfriend's.
Clementine's that ex. The one I haven't seen in eight years. The one I thought I was going to marry.
We were over a long time ago, and there was a good reason why. There were a hundred good reasons, and I know every single one by heart.
Or at least, I thought I did. The more time I spend with Clementine, the harder they are to recall.
She's still hotter than any fire I've ever fought. Still the same feisty, whip-smart, headstrong girl I fell for. When we're together, it feels like eight years may as well have been eight minutes.
I already know how this story ends: we go down in flames. Crash and burn.
But I've never loved anyone like I loved Clementine. Not even close.
Maybe some fires are worth rekindling.