Adrenaline Crush

Cameron:
I don’t have a death wish.
I’m just addicted to living on the edge.
I throw my body down slopes and off cliffs without a second thought—I chase it all, every jolt of electricity a guy can seize.
I’m pure adrenaline, craving the high only the rush of life can give.
Who knew a fiery blonde Swede could spark the ultimate high?
 
Ingela:
I must have a death wish.
I’m an adrenaline junkie, addicted to the pain of broken love and shattered hearts.
I fled across the world to escape Bo and the hope of what we’ll never have.
Inescapable Bo who’s everything I don’t need but crave anyway.
Maybe I’m doomed to a life of lost smiles. Maybe my world is frozen and my destiny is destruction.
I feel grey. So unlike my co-worker Cam.
Playful, magnetic, utterly delicious Cam.
The man is made of laughter and life and color.
He’s always there, lately, making me smile.
Doesn’t he get the danger when color mixes with grey?