Every year both of your families get together and go on vacation. Your enemy's family is stopping at your house. As you're about to get in your mum stops you, saying that you have to sit on your enemy's lap because there's no space left. There were a few bumps but you tried your best not to move. Elijah had his hands on your hips and his breathing was getting louder. As the driver parked the car, you tried to get out but he stopped you.

"Wait a minute..." He groaned softly.