"I think you're delusional," I remarked.
"I think you mean 'sexy'" he smirked, the same smirk he'd used on me many-a-time.
"I think you mean 'cocky'" I retorted, an amused edge to my voice.
"Oh come on Luna, admit it, you find me sexy," he winked, even though my heart went haywire, my head screamed at me to keep my cool.
"You know what Ky, you're right. I just can't help being so goddamn attracted to you," I teased. The amusement on his face was clear as I took a step towards him and our breaths mingled. I brushed my lips against his and I heard him suck in a breathe as he put his hands loosely on my hips. "In-fact," I whispered in his ear, making him shudder. "You're just too hot for me. I think you might need to cool off."
And with all my force, I shoved him into the clear blue ocean below us.
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.