Something vibrated against my foot, so I pulled away and looked down at the pocket in his jeans. His phone was lit up with a call. I did not get the chance to read who it was because Stone grabbed it.

He let out a deep sigh of frustration before he picked it up.

I was about to climb down from him, but he tightened his hold on me.

His greeting to the person on the phone was complete silence. He said nothing and listened before he offered a sentence "I will come and pick it up now."

My body was placed on the ground as he hung up the phone and put it back into his jean pocket.

I tilted my head at him in question about what he was doing.

His mouth went back on mine for a quick kiss before he half-explained "I need to go and pick up something from work. I will be half an hour."

I nodded and offered him a small smile to hide my disappointment "It is fine. I need to proofread my essay and then I might have a bath. My back is still really sore from sleeping on Lana's floor all night."

He kissed the top of my head before he left.

I went back through to the sofa and spent some time editing my essay. After I was happy with my work and made sure that none of the details would give Mr Dankworth a heart attack, I submitted it online.

With relief that the essay was finished and I had it done by the deadline, I skipped through to my room and cleaned the place up a bit. My messy book piles became a slightly more organised messy book pile. After twenty minutes of cleaning in the loosest term of the word, I stripped my clothes off and grabbed a towel before heading to the bathroom.

As soon as the bathtub was filled and the bubbles nearly reached the top, I climbed in and emerged my whole body including my face into the water. The warmth made my eyes close and for a matter of a few minutes, I felt relaxed.

That was until the knock on the door.

Stone walked in and noticed me in the tub. He made his way into the middle of the bathroom, and he sat down next to the tub. Even when he was sitting down at a lower level than I was, he was still much taller.

I was not embarrassed. I had a layer of bubbles covering my body and it was not like he had not seen everything already.

He had. Countless times.

Yet the way he looked at me was like he had not. Every time he saw me his pupils would dilate, and his face would fill with wonder like it was the very first time he was seeing me bare.

I smiled at him as I slid further down the bathtub "Hi Lurch."