I was left confused as he took my hand and lead the both of us to the front door. He only stopped his purposeful steps once Lana called us.

"Where are you two going?" She asked from the living room.

Shrugging, I glanced at Stone who answered for the both of us "I will have her back in twenty."

Lana did not look mad. She grinned widely as I was whisked away down the driveway and into his black truck.

Once he had started up the car and set off down the street, I looked out my window in the direction we were heading which was towards the ocean.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

A smirk but no answer was all I got for the next five minutes as he continued to focus on driving.

Just when I had come to the conclusion that he might be kidnapping me, he parked the car up on a small patch of grass on an empty part of the promenade.

I was about to ask why we were at an abandoned part of the seafront when he opened the door to the truck and stepped out.

Walking around to my side, he lifted me out of the car and placed me down a few yards away from the car without a word. He then returned to his side of the car where the door was still open, and the engine was still running.

The sun was setting over the horizon with only a little light left in the sky. Above us, the sky was dark but not yet filled with stars. The pier's neon lights shone from a distance but a brighter light from Stone's truck's headlights lit up the space around us.

I still did not understand what was going on as I stood staring at the back of him that was still messing with something in his car.

Then it became clear what his intentions were as soon as the familiar beat of my favourite song filled the air.

Teenage Dirtbag was blaring from his car speakers, and I could not help but stare at him in awe as he made his way over towards me.

He set out his hand and then commanded "You are dancing with me."

Tilting my head at his demanding tone, I laughed "That is not how you ask a girl to dance."

Stone grabbed my hand and brought my body closer. Slowly. It was like he was somehow taunting me. It was working because I wanted us closer. I took a step forward with his hand still in mine.