Chapters (56)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
Stone chuckled. He shook his head at my silliness, but he did not deny it.
Brennan butted in as he sent Stone a smirk "I think if we called mom for a professional perspective then she would agree with Ella's diagnosis."
The four of us said our goodbyes before Stone and I walked in the opposite direction across the parking lot.
He took my hand and led me to his motorbike but before I could put on the small green helmet that he had bought me a few days ago, he lifted me up and put his lips on mine to show me how much he had missed me.
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I crossed my legs on the sofa as I continued to bash the keyboard of my laptop in an attempt to finish my essay.
The trouble with getting it finished was due to the fact that I always seemed to write something a little too personal for a personal essay about Stone.
I had given up trying to hide what I was writing from the unfaltering gaze of the guy who was next to me.
In my peripheral vision, I saw a small smirk from Stone as he pointed to the computer screen and voiced "I like that line."
"Everyone exaggerates in their essays. None of the good things I am writing about you are not true." I replied as I tried to cover my smile "Are you not working on your paper?"
"I finished mine a week ago."
I stopped typing and I peered over at him while sending him a taunting smile "That is because you have a much more interesting subject to talk about."
"That I do." He chuckled "Although you seem to be getting on fine. You are nearly finished writing about me."
"I would have had mine done sooner," I stated before accusing "If it were not for you distracting me."
I heard his husky laugh while I saved my work and exited the page. I was about to go off the programme when he stopped me by putting his hand on mine.
Following where it looked like he is reading, I noticed the document titled Untitled Book.
"Did you write a book?" He asked as he loved his attention to me "I thought you said you had not."
Twirling a strand of my hair, I stared down at the pattern of the sofa while speaking "I wrote a few chapters, and it was not very good. I was always meant to go back and finish it but I guess I never got the chance to."
His lip moved up in a small teasing smile "Can I read it?"
"No way!" I exclaimed before manoeuvring the laptop further away from him.
Stone laughed at my flustered face, but he questioned while sounding intrigued "What is it about?"