There really is a fine line between love and hate. Friends and enemies. Max Palmer is an a-hole.
And I'm in love with him. I'm pretty sure I have been since the day we met.
I've tried to quit him. Multiple times. But he's an addiction that refuses to be ignored. Which is why one minute we're together, colliding with hurricane force, and the next we're pushing each other away, pretending not to like each other. Fighting the feelings...