"You do know that you don't have to keep me company." I said before suggesting "You should go back to surfing."

He did not move.

He simply let his mouth rise in a small smirk as he asked, "Do you want me to go back to surfing so you can go back to watching me?"

Rolling my eyes, I sighed "Fine. Suit yourself. Stay."

The corner of his lip twitched upwards as he sat down right next to me.

That is when I concluded that his plan had worked. He teased me right into letting him stay. It made me wonder how much he knew about me. He always seemed to know what to say or what to do to push my buttons.

Looking him up and down, I thought about his reason for watching me so closely. He had obviously taken time to study my actions and my mannerisms.

Perhaps it was his way of keeping his friends close but his acqenemies closer.

I did not know I was staring at his abs until he motioned to his torso and questioned "Do you want to rub sunscreen on them?"

"I wasn’t staring at them!" I tried to defend myself as I crossed my arms "Plus, your eight-pack is too wet to put the sunscreen on it."

He lifted his head upward and looked at the sky as he laughed. I watched his Adam’s apple move as his deep chuckle made my skin cover with goosebumps.

"Stop laughing!" I exclaimed before sending him a glare "I was looking at your belly button."

"Of course, you were." He said, his tone taunting.

I huffed "I have never met someone so smug in my life."

Stone chuckled again "Like you are not smug as well."

"I am not." I argued before tutting "How am I smug?"

His eyes met mine as he half-smirked "When you get one up on me or you think of a good insult, it is like you glow as you smile. You might as well jump up and down."

"We bicker every second we are around each other." I pointed out "Are you trying to say that I enjoy all the time I spend around you?"

"Yes."

I scoffed as I moved my hair behind my shoulders "That is so not true."

"You do know I can tell when you are lying, Medusa."

Shaking my head, I looked away and hid my smile.

As soon as I turned away from him, the breeze from the ocean hit me and so did the memories. The night still played in my mind like a tragic film. The whole event was crystal clear and sometimes I wished I forgot.

A hand rested on my shoulder, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I became aware of where I was and who I was with so I faced him.

Stone sounded softer than his usual rough voice as he questioned "Do you want to talk about it?"