Resisting The Delinquent

"Its funny how you get nervous when I touch you" He spoke softly, his minty breath fanning against my mouth, his hand trailed down my waist as my breath hitched up in my throat and my body temperature increased at his touch.

At first when you hate someone, its pure anger and honest hatred, just like how it was with Keira and Kyle, who hated each other before they even exchanged names.

The thing with hate is, either it gets stronger or weaker.

The question is, what happens when lust is thrown into the scene with a few other emotions?

They say there is a thin line between love and hate, but how thin is that line really?