Smoke — Gemma Weir

Smoke

I know women. I love them and they love me.

I don't chase them; they line up and I pick out whichever takes my fancy.

Only now there's her.

She's unimpressed, disinterested. She's different and I can't look away.

I don't understand her, but I need to make her look. I need to make her see me and then never look away again.

Sometimes the things that don't come easily are the things that we should fight the hardest for, and with Riley I'm in for the fight of my life

Riley

I've been hurt and my heart's still bruised.

I know who Smoke is. I've seen it all before, the arrogant ‘king of the world' attitude.

So I'm mean, cold, and harsh because offense is the best defense when it comes to protecting myself.

Only what if he's not who I think he is?

I don't want to want him, but I just can't help myself, and sometimes what we shouldn't want is exactly what we need.