But his cold touch was the complete contrast she had been yearning for. The icy texture of his smooth fingers against her warm flesh was all she ever needed. It was becoming her solace. She knew fire and ice played each other as a game. It was a frenzy between the two. As much as they never wanted to be around each other, they needed one another to survive. Both fire and ice worked together. They were a pair that brought a certain calmness to life. They were a hidden balance.