When the Wild child meets the bad boy
"I bet I can make you fall in love with me, Brent Warren." I whispered in his ear "You don't have a chance in hell." He replied with a cocky grin "Let's find out." I said crashing my lips into his. Bad boy, Brent Warren, plus wild child, Nina Atwood...Bad combination; like oil and water, tooth paste and orange juice, five year olds and Family Guy, or worse like gasoline and matches. When they're together it's not just sparks, it's like the whole damn building has been set on fire. They're bad for each other, yet neither can stay away. The whole thing starts with a cliché bet. Let the games begin!