J A K E Two words.  That's all it took for me to experience my first heartbreak. I brought her lilies everyday, even went to the extent of playing songs on my damn cello for her but it still didn't align with her standards. She was royalty and royalty deserves only the best.   That was six years ago and I buried everything to do with Julia Price in the ground. Literally. I dug a hole behind our house and dumped in the contents that reminded me of her. I was done with her.   At least I thought I was. Life sure has a way of you over.   Now, little Miss Julia Price has decided to join the merry band of the Carlisle family and she's making it clear that she wants to play with fire. The twisted thing is. . . I'm up for it even if it means I'll most likely get burnt again.