"We...we really shouldn't be doing this here." I watch his Adam's apple bob slowly as he shifts on my lap.
The pad of my thumb gently swipes the bottom of his lips. "You said you'd read to me, right ginger?"
His gaze fleets all over the room before it lands on my lips quickly and he averts his gaze to the closed door. A smirk tugs on my face as my two fingers holds onto his chin firmly, making him look at me. His face is flushed red and it takes everything in me not to tease him till his babbling and whimpering right here. But patience, oh fucking patience with the little lamb.
"Someone could see us." He purrs in a low voice, almost making me groan. I move my other hand that was on his thigh to his nape, pulling him into me.
Closing the gap between us. I ghost my lips against his, our breaths mixing together. "Let 'em see then."
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.