" Why are you cryin little girl?" breath smelling of rotten eggs fanned down on my innocent pink stained cheeks.
I looked up into the nostrils & murky green eyes of the man, " I'm not." Then I ran.
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.