*Completed* I turned to see Trever leaning against the doorway of the garage with his hands in his pockets. "I appreciate you treating my sister good but... I'm tired of you. Go away before I attack you." And before I figure out my conflicted feelings. "Your hair is falling out of its tie, and you're covered in grass clippings. I must say, Troy really matches you, doesn't he?" Rage surfaced, not just because of that comment. "You have three seconds to run before I use this hammer on you." I growled. With an irritating, yet attractive smirk, Trever left. -------------- Marley Seltora and Trever Blackwood have been enemies since they met in the six grade. Until they get stranded together for an entire night. After that... things are different.