"Brennan took me to this Italian restaurant." Lana told me with a dreamy sigh "It was really romantic and nice."

"How cute." I joked with a monotonous tone "I’m very jealous."

"Don't be like that, Ella." She laughed before assuring "You know that you are the real love of my life."

"Yeah. I know." I smiled to myself as I answered her.

"I just wanted to check in and make sure you were okay." Her light happy voice came through from the other end of the line "What are you up to?"

I looked between the television and the giant while replying "I... I’m watching a movie."

Stone cocked his head at me and one of his dark eyebrows raised a single millimetre.

I sent him a glare while I spoke into the phone "Are you still on your date with Brennan?"

"Not really. He is rushing to leave." She sighed her words disappointedly "Brennan is trying to get a hold of Stone."

On cue, Stone's phone started ringing from the pocket in his jeans.

The large man in my living room stood up with his phone in his hand. He strode away into the hallway while he brought the phone to his ear.

The last thing I heard before he disappeared into my kitchen was his harsh rough voice mutter "Fuck. It is quarter to nine."

I remained lying down on the sofa as I quietly spoke into the phone "Do you know where the two of them go at nights yet?"

"Brennan says it has to do with his family." She mentioned before moving swiftly on "Would it be okay if he took me to school tomorrow?"

"Of course, it is." I assured her "My car is currently getting repaired so I will need to walk to school anyway."

"I love you, Freak Show."

I smiled to myself as I said back "I love you too, Barbie."

We said our goodbyes before hanging up.

Stone sauntered back into the room without a word. He picked up my legs from the sofa and then sat before placing them back down so that they were on top of him.

"Is there somewhere you need to be?" I asked him.

He shook his head. Once.

"You don't have to stay here, you know." I informed him with a smile "If there is somewhere else you need to be then you can leave."

His permanent scowl deepened, and his eyes grew darker. He sent me a stern expression that was usually followed by a growl or grumble.

"I don't want you to feel you have to stay here. I can always watch the movie myself and—"

"I am not leaving." He lowly growled.

I could not hold back the smile as I sank back down on the sofa and resumed watching the movie.