Cookie by Dakota Rebel

“I hate you.”
“No you don’t. Not even a little.”

There are a few absolute truths in this world. Death. Taxes. And the fact that Max Browning and I cannot work together without our emotions, and tempers, getting in the way.
That thin line between love and hate just keeps getting thinner the closer he and I get to each other.
Eventually I’m going to have to admit how I feel about him. I just hope I’m able to before the world literally burns down around us.