From where he stood, Aspen was struck with memories he thought he had buried away five years ago. No! He had not buried them.

 Every single moment that had passed through the years, he remembered the one person that had ignited his passion and left him to burn in it. His legs were transfixed. 

 "Yo… bu.." 

  He tried to say words. But they barely crept beyond the borders of his lips. What the hell was he saying? No way this was happening. 

  Five years ago, he had entertained the idea that the beauty he had beheld at morningstar bar could be the one that ended up in his hotel room....