My breath rose in a small white cloud as I shivered at the freezing cold air around me. He was getting closer and closer to me, but I dare not back away from him. I wasn't afraid of him, and it made him curious as to just how close I would allow him to get to me before I was shivering from something more than the cold.
"You could have been killed tonight." he said plainly, and I glanced down at my feet. I wouldn't say anything.
"You know you owe me..." He mumbled, moving a piece of hair from my ear and letting his hot breath tingle down my neck.
"You've changed..." I felt myself whimper as he kissed my neck lightly.
"You can never truly believe what you read in magazines, love."
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.