His ice blue eyes are like daggers cutting through me. With a smirk creeping up on his face as he watches my reaction to his finger tips gliding up my thigh.
With my grip focused on the back of his neck saying, ready.
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.