Twisted Hate: An Enemies with Benefits Romance

“Still hate me?” I whispered, lacing my fingers with Jules’s.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she squeezed my hand. “Always.”

“It’ll be fun.” Ava ripped off a piece of her bread and popped it in her mouth. “Just make sure to bring me back a Lord of the Rings souvenir or I’ll never forgive you.”

“You don’t even like Lord of the Rings. You fell asleep halfway through the first movie.”

“Yes, but you can’t go to New Zealand without bringing back a LOTR souvenir. It’s inhumane.”

“Inhumane. I don’t think that word means what you think it means,” I said, citing one of our favorite movies.

“Oh my God!” I rushed over to her at the same time as Ava and Stella, and we collided in a messy, laughing group hug that would’ve ended with us on the floor had Bridget’s fiancé Rhys and bodyguard Booth not steadied us. “I thought you couldn’t make it!”