"So you're a good sister acting as a third wheel and all, a good girl, slightly introverted, as sexy as sin and you have a smart mouth..... nah you must be one of those crazy chicks." he said.
My laugh couldn't be helped.
"No, I just like structure that's all. There's nothing wrong in that." I replied after my laughter died down.
"I mean look at you, charming, smooth talker, you probably spend most of your time in a gym trying to keep up your 'sculpted by the Gods' aesthetic cause you're more than likely overcompensating for something." I stated allowing my eyes to drift to his...... lower regions.
"Princess, I don't mean to disappoint you but if you still want the purpose of your legs. I'd implore you not to underestimate me." he whispered in my ear.
"As enticing as that sounds. You can't handle me hunny." I said taking another shot of tequila.
"Wanna bet."
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.