"B-but I thought y-you hated me?" I stuttered in shock.
"Yes, I do. I still do, and I know the feeling is mutual-"
"No shit, Sherlock."
"-But... I liked our kiss, and I know you liked it too."
"What are you getting at?" I asked getting irritated
"Sweetheart, if you let me finish I'll get to that part."
I grumbled under my breath but kept quiet.
"As I was saying....." He paused, and looked at me. I'm guessing to see if i was still paying attention.
"We both hate each other but clearly like kissing each other, so let's use each other for pleasure purposes."
I stare at him. I just stare. Pondering my next words carefuully. For a few minutes I just stared.
And I just loose control, doubled over laughing.
Clearly getting frustrated by the scowl on his face, he let out an aggravated sigh.
"Do we have a deal or not?"
I'm not sure how, but I eventually sober up and stop laughing.
Maybe it's the serious look on his face. Maybe it's because I like the idea of sneaking around.
And the next words that came out of my mouth surprised even me.
Meet Amaya Conde. She's your typical popular girl; rich parents, school president and everyone adores her. Everyone except Hunter Jones.
Hunter and Amaya have hated each other since the 9th grade. They don't know why they started hating each each other, it just happened.
They are forced to be in the same social group since Hunter's brother and Amaya's best friend are dating.
They try very hard to avoid each other at all costs but a dare at a party changes their views on one another.
They begin an enemies with benefits relationship.
No love, just lust.
But what will their friends think if they find out about this 'interesting' relationship. And what will happen when one of the enemies, fall for the other.