When his lips touched mine, it was like fire-it stung with regret, but it was warm with comfort.
The next morning I regretted nothing, but the crowd of people thought otherwise. I guess news travels fast.
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.