Jim was home, without a job, without his self worth, without half his damn body. So why the hell had he let himself be talked into going out? And why was his eye continually drawn to the beautiful dancer?

Wendy had a great day, even compliments from the fifth floor and a new contract within reach. Why not celebrate? And who was Mister Dark and Brooding watching her every move? Today would be the day to find out.

When opposites ignite, they could learn a lot about themselves.