EWB (Enemies With Benefits)

Marshall

I hate Valentine Tye.

I've hated him since we were ten years old. I hate everything he is, everything he stands for. Even the mention of his name gets my back up.

And when I see him?

My blood boils. My jaw clenches and my hands curl into fists. That's how much I hate him.

I want to cause him pain. I want to hold him down and actually hurt him.

And if that's not bad enough, that's exactly what he wants me to do to him.

Valentine

I know what people think of me. I know what they assume. They ...