''Are you scared sweetheart?'' he asked, pushing me harder against his bedroom wall, his breath fanning my face and his lips tracing my cheekbone as shivers moved up and down my spine.
''you wish bad boy'' I tried and failed to make my voice sound confident and strong.
He moved his lips from my cheek, towards my neck and began leading kisses from my jawline all the way down to my chest, putting my whole body on vibrate as a tiny moan escaped my throat, causing him to smirk again my skin.
He lifted his head from my chest and his icy eyes met my own, ''prove it!'' he whispered ''play the game''
'' what are the rules?''
what have i gotten myself into?
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.