Jason by Tarin Lex

Jason:
Love is a construct.
It doesn’t exist outside your mind.
I never understood it. Never wanted, needed Love.
I’m doin’ just fine on my own. Fightin’ fires.
And then Love started to hunt me down.
Who knows if it’s real? All I know is she will be mine.
Might even let her have me too.

Miranda:
Where have all the men gone?!
Let’s clarify that: good men!
The firefighter who just smashed his hose through my car’s front-seat windows—
Not a good man.
Or maybe he is?
All I know is there’s a fire only he can put out…