My gaze flicked over him as I studied Valentine Stone. He was giant, not just in height but his large build. His face was striking in a rough way. His short black hair was the colour of midnight. The wide cheekbones and his strong jaw added to his scary yet attractive appearance.

I was suddenly reminded that I knew his name and that I had to plan how to weave that into the conversation

"You look pleased with yourself, Medusa." He pointed out before asking "What are you smiling at?"

I grinned wickedly at him "I am just excited to tell everyone that you are just as nerdy as me."

He smirked and it was one that sent a chill of excitement through down my spine.

Stone stepped closer. I took a step back. We continued our movement until my back was forced up against his bookshelf. I became completely trapped as he towered over me pressed himself against my body. His hands went to each side of my head.

The position was familiar. Too familiar but it still managed to leave me feeling light and dizzy. Captured was how I felt. There was nowhere to go or to escape to.

Not that I wanted to leave.

He leant neared until he was near my lips. His words promised something. Something that I did not know what it was.

His words were a low grumble "What makes you think that you can leave here to tell anyone?"

I did not move. I wanted to seem nonplussed as I thought up my plan.

"Don’t worry, Lurch." I told him mischievously "I was planning to write Stone reads books in the girl’s bathroom but if you tell me your first name then I will write that instead. If you tell me then nobody will know it’s you I am talking about."

Stone tilted his head and kept his eyes on me as he chuckled "Nice try, Medusa."

"Come on. Have a little faith in me." I swatted his arm "I might be able to guess your name in two days. I have thought up some names and I think they are possible contenders."

"Let's hear them then," He said, amused.

Stroking my chin, I pretended to guess "Is your name Chris?"

His eyes were focused on my lips like he had already won the wager. He shook his head as his eyes met mine again.

Acting disappointed for a moment, I then tried a different incorrect name "Owen?"

"No."

"I am running out of names." I whined before adding "I will take a final guess."

"A final guess?" Stone repeated, his study of my lips continuing "Then you are giving up?"

I nodded, faking innocence.

The suspicion built in the air as I stayed silent, and he smirked at me.

"Is it Valentine?" I whispered to him as I smiled wickedly up at him.

His smirk had been wiped off his face.