Stone shrugged before his raspy deep voice affirmed "I am not going to say no to a small hot water bottle. You kept me warm all night."

I did not miss the way he dragged out all night in a taunting tone. I had spent the whole night on his hard yet comfortable chest.

"There is no way I would have done that willingly." I let out a groan in reply before I quickly recovered by accusing him "I think that you placed me on your chest."

He said nothing and instead changed the subject by motioning towards my white shorts with the frogs on them "Nice pyjamas."

"Do not mock them." I said to his amused face "Princess and The Frog is a cinematic masterpiece."

If somebody had told me even a week ago that Stone would be in my bed and that I would be talking about how good a movie about talking frogs was then I would have called them a dirty liar.

"I can't believe you slept in your clothes." I laughed as I looked down at his creased top and the outline of his abs.

His eyebrow raised and the side of his lip turned upwards when he questioned "Next time, should I sleep just in my boxers?"

My whole body went warm at the thought.

After I gained composure, I replied "There isn’t going to be a next time."

Our laughter died out and the atmosphere changed. The playfulness disappeared as there was nothing else to joke about.

Unanswered questions about last night flew around the room and the tension from the other person on the bed was noticeable.

I picked at a thread on my shorts as I avoided the dark gaze and uttered quietly "I'm sorry."

Stone's expression contorted to a much more serious one when he gruffed his words out "You have nothing to apologise for."

"I do." I argued, "I shouldn't have broken down like that and you shouldn't have been forced to deal with it."

He scowled. He looked to be a second away from giving me a stern telling off.

"I am only going to say this once." I joked to make the conversation less serious "You are not ugly. Some might argue that you are above average and that your face is pretty symmetrical. There are girls at school lining up to speak with you."

His head cocked to the side and his darkened expression almost appeared disgusted.

"You are not hard up on female companionship so why’d you choose to stay with a crying mess of a one?" I continued my joke.

Silence filled the small space of my bedroom.

"That is a stupid fucking question." He grumbled lowly.

I was grateful for what he did. I owed him for calming me down and looking after me when I needed it the most

"Okay." I sighed "I will shut up now."