I was a little suspicious of the two men's whereabouts at night but they both said nothing was going on. I had to trust that and them.

"You don't even know his name." I pointed out with a huff "Brennan is a good guy. Just leave it alone."

"Do you remember that night when we were at the pier, and I said I had to go to—"

I cut him off again "Chase. Please just stop. Lana really likes Brennan. Just let this thing that you have against them go."

Chase slammed his hands against the table and stood up before walking away.

My eyes widened as I watched him leave.

The quarterback called back over his shoulder "Try not to get hurt by him."

My feet carried me back to my table as my mind raced a million miles an hour trying to make sense of what Chase said.

As soon as I sat back down next to the huge frame, the very tensed giant moved closer and made sure our sides were touching.

"What did he want?" Stone growled as he watched and waited for me to reply.

"He wanted to warn me about you." I answered nonchalantly as I got my sandwich out of my schoolbag.

"Why?" The gruff voice gritted out.

I did not want him to get mad, so I thought it was best to try and answer light-heartedly "Because you are scary."

His reaction was not what I thought it would be.

He did not chuckle or smirk or anything. He just looked at me. He really looked at me like he could see right through to my soul.

Stone sounded like he was trying to soften his deep voice, but it failed as he asked me "You are scared of me?"

My attention got lost in my sandwich. I thought about the origin of the word and how it was named after an Earl of Sandwich. It made me think about how much I wanted a food named after me.

He spoke again, still trying to soften his husky voice "Ella, are you scared of me?"

I noticed how everything about him had turned serious, so I answered him honestly "Of course, I’m not."

His shoulders lowered and I could audibly hear a deep breath being released.

"Do I have a reason to be scared of you?" I questioned his tenseness about the topic.

"Everybody else, yes." He grounded out with determination "You, never."

Something had caught my eye on his jacket. I leaned closer to see the long single strand of green hair that contrasted the black leather.

I reached out to get rid of the strand of my hair on him.

Stone quickly but gently grabbed a hold of my wrist before I could get to the green hair.

His gravelly voice went deep in demand as he ordered "Leave it."