“I still hate you.” Cade grumbles, even as he’s climbing out of your bed to pull on a shirt.

“This whole ‘benefits’ thing is just to blow off steam.” He couldn’t think straight whenever he looked at you... jesus, Cade would’ve snapped if you hadn’t come along with an offer: to continue to hate/torture each other, but also to be able to relieve some of the weird tension between you two.

Of course, it’s totally normal to kiss your enemy every now and then-- every day, even… right? Oh how Cade absolutely despised you for making him feel this way…