"Playing with fire is my forte, Tequila."

"Watching you burn is my wet dream, Batman."

"You say otherwise, but you want revenge. I can help you bring everyone involved to their knees."

"You speak like you were not the catalyst. This is not what I came here to talk about."

"Ah, but this is what you truly want. You can have your revenge on everyone- myself included, and in return I possess your body."

"Such a simple discourse, such steep price. I love it, let's dance."

~~

Tequila Wilson is beautiful, smart, witty and absolutely hot. She knows this and she doesn't hesitate to flaunt it. She holds grudges and the elite have wronged her. Her fall from grace was less than graceful and though she isn't actively seeking revenge, she would not mind playing Aaron's game and seeing them all burn for their betrayal.

Aaron Fletcher is dared to bed an estranged friend turned school's mysterious siren. He sets about to do just that. It should be easy. Charm her, fuck her, leave her. But Aaron would soon learn that nothing is easy with the enigma that is Tequila Wilson. Not this version of her at least. As perfect as she seems, Aaron finds she battles a few demons and is ever ready to play with fire.

The typical cliché with a bit of drama. Stolen kisses, drunken confessions, heartbreaks and history thrown in, these two personalities are bound to clash in the worst way.

Love might find a way in, but that is if they survive the crash.

A Simple Discourse

"What do you know about Hastings Pharmaceuticals, Tequila?" Lolita begins, sitting cross-legged on the only loveseat we have. 


"I know they're a big pharmaceutical company with branches everywhere you go. I also know dad doesn't like them and they have bad rep but still manage to rack in millions every month." 


"So you know as much as the general public does; absolutely nothing." My indignant huff is ignored as she continues. "Yet you walk around town asking stupid questions and kidnapping their people. You do not even know who runs the company or what he's capable of." 


"Know what you've been up to? Darling, everyone does. You're not exactly being stealthy." 


There's no way anyone knows what we've been doing. We have been careful and managed not to draw any attention. 


Aaron must have told her. I glance at him but his face is unreadable. 


Sharpen the claws.