"You are not exactly a walk in the park either!" I raised my voice and blurted out before I turned on my heel and walked away from him.

He followed me instantaneously.

We walked in silence. I could feel the tension in him as he lingered closely behind me.

I glanced at his black truck parked on the street before I walked right past it.

"Get in the car, Medusa." He barked from behind me.

I stopped walking but I did not turn around

"What?" I sassed over my shoulder "So I can frustrate you in the car too?"

"Ella." His deep voice grew strained and demanding when he uttered my name.

My eyes narrowed as I turned around on my heel and faced him.

"No thank you, Wreck-it-Ralph." I called to him, placing my hands on my hips.

"Ella."

I watched him as his jaw ticked impatiently. We stood staring at each other for a few minutes. None of us surrendered.

"You either get in the car or I put you in the car." He gave his ultimatum and made it clear that it was either by hook or by crook that I was staying with him.

His tone was as serious as a heart attack, so I knew he was not joking.

"Fine." I huffed, finally surrendering "Just because I can't be bothered walking."

I got into the black truck and put on my seatbelt while waiting for him to make his way around to his side. He opened the door, got in and slammed the door with brute force.

Sighing as I turn on the leather seat, I interrogated "What has got you so mad?"

"He thought it was so fucking funny." He growled; his voice so quiet that I almost missed his statement.

"Who?" I asked to break the intensity of his stare even though I knew who he was talking about.

He started the engine while he shook his head. The large wide shoulders tensed until they were rigid.

"Chad." He bit out like he was tasting something disgusting on his tongue.

"What did he think...?" I trailed off.

Stone turned to meet my eye. His obsidian irises blazed with a scalding heat.

My heart lurched.

I could hear the beating of my heart as he leaned closer towards me, his dark eyes never leaving mine. My skin tingled in anticipation as he neared so close that I could feel him circulating my whole being.

"What did he find funny?" I tried again.

"You and me." He breathed out against my neck, the words ticking my body.

I opened my mouth but then closed it.

Seconds stretched on but not for nearly long enough. When he sat back in his seat and shifted the gear stick, I felt cold.

Stone had his truck instead of his bike, so it made it easier to send him glares as he drove along the promenade.