It was completely nauseating in a sweet kind of way.

"Are you going to introduce me?" I muttered under my breath to Lana because I was starting to feel awkward that I was just sitting there.

"This is Brennan." She giggled softly while motioning to the boy across from her and then her voice came out nervously when she motioned to the large man next to him and added "And this is his friend Stone."

The large man was called Stone and I almost burst out laughing at how much the name suited him.

He looked so big and powerful. He towered over everything, and he oozed a dark, dominant energy that threatened to consume me whole. He radiated a pure alpha male energy.

Stone glanced at me and then looked back at the floor before glancing at me again. His mean-looking face went strict, and his features tightened like he was clenching his jaw or grinding his molars.

His few glimpses were discreet and if I blinked then I would have missed them.

"Hi." I spoke up, offering both guys a little wave "I'm Ella."

Brennan looked away from Lana to greet me back "It is nice to meet to you, Ella."

I smiled and replied a little awkwardly "You too."

The huge man or Stone as he was called was looking right at me.

He stayed completely still for a few seconds, entrapping me in his gaze with his dark pupils.

I did not know if they were unusually black or dilated at that moment.

I met his gaze head-on and offered him a small smile.

His jaw tightened and it showed off the sculpted edges of his rough-looking face before he forced himself to turn away and focus on something outside.

He had not smiled at me or even tried to look friendly. He had just looked at me before going back to not acknowledging me at all.

I peered over at the stoic face and concluded that he did not like talking.

Silence hung in the air at the table and it had me thinking that I should have just gone home.

"So, you are The Notebook crier then?" The friendlier male Brennan questioned with a smirk.

It had become apparent he was the talker of the two and the opposite of the silent killer type of man next to him.

"What?" I let out the word with a small laugh, twiddling my thumbs together as I rested my arms on the table.

"That was what Lovely Lana told me." Brennan pointed out, his teasing playful smirk still decorating his mouth.

I was shocked that he had given her a nickname ten minutes after meeting her and I was shocked Lana had ratted me out about my love of the romance film.

I had a reputation to hold of a semi-cool person. Not a girl that cried at Nicholas Sparks' greatest creation.

My lip pursed and I narrowed my eyes in an attempt to pull off an angry face. It needed work however and I found myself pondering if the giant opposite me would be willing to help.