Rumie De Lisle is exactly like her name. She's always been an island. Never needed anyone and most importantly never wanted anyone. Except her family of course. When she decides to take a short break from work she doesn't expect to find her perfect match, Malcom River who like her believes he doesn't need anyone. So what if they both want each other. ###### "You know this is getting very boring if I might say" Rumie said as she run a hand through her hair to straighten it. Her lips were very swollen from kissing them for so long. And she still looked as attractive as ever. Her jasmine perfume was all over me and I'm sure my lips were as well tainted with her lipstick. She walked over to me and cleaned my lips and stared right into my eyes and smiled. "Give what belongs to Rumie , to Rumie ...." She said while straightening out my tie. "Or she'll just have to take it" she completed and got out leaving me as hungry for her as ever. I threw down the glass I was holding in anger. I couldn't get out now. All I was thinking about was Rumie. And every nerve of my body had just awakened and knew she'd torture me. She wanted me to crave her not knowing that I already am.