"From all the bad things that struck me all these years, like a bus hitting me on purpose again and again, something turned out to be good in the end. Meeting a soul that grooves with mine while letting the flow of life collide with our dreams."
I look at him thinking, he's right.
"You know what?" I suddenly say, making him look at
me like I'm a puzzle to complete.
"What?" He munches on a chocolate chip, unaware of what's in my mind right now.
"I think I'm love with you."
He stopped what he was doing and focused on what I was saying, completely stunned.
"And I think I fell in love with the way you touch me without using your hands."
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.