"I got out the police station about an hour after I was arrested. I drove to the apartment, and you were not there. I did not think you would go back to the dance, so I went to the beach. Your shoes were there, and you were not. It was about midnight when I—" He stopped and took a deep breath before he went to continue "I got the call."

My hand started to shake as I forced myself to look down at my lap and not at him. I had cried enough the past few days and I had to remain strong.

If I did what I wanted to do which was to crawl onto his lap and reassure him that I was okay and that I was here, then that would only make it harder to leave.

"Rumpelstiltskin is also what I called you." I told him "He did not get what he wanted in the end. He loses to the girl."

"Not without a fight." He pointed out before tapping the steering wheel almost impatiently "So what do you say?"

I felt my nose twitch as I tilted my head "What?"

"We have done this before." He spoke briefly "Three days."

"I have three days to guess something again?" I asked in confusion before I said "I already know your first name."

"Three days." Stone repeated before explaining “Three days for you to come up with a good reason why we should not be together."

I blinked at him twice before I asked, "If I do not by then, what would be the forfeit?"

He smiled but it slowly turned to a smirk. It was my favourite smirk that he used to give me when we bickered. It disappeared so he could adopt a serious expression when he nonchalantly named the forfeit.

"I want you forever." He rasped out.

The heat rose to my cheeks and all I could do was question him "You want me forever?"

His head turned and he sent a stern look my way. He looked at me as if it was obvious.

"So, if I win and give you a solid reason why we should not be together then you will leave me alone?" I asked while trying to cover up my solemn tone.

Silence.

Stone did not reply.

I asked again "If I win then will you walk away?"

Silence again.

A few minutes passed and so did a hundred times of Stone clenching and unclenching his fist which resting it against the steering wheel. His jaw ticked too.

He finally spoke up "You do not have a solid reason."

"I gave you my reason yesterday." I argued before I mentioned, "Actually I gave you two."

"Not good enough."

Shaking my head, I retaliated with "Yes they were. They are good enough."

"I heard you."

Tilting my head again in confusion, I questioned "What?"

"I heard you this morning." He let out in a small gnarl "I heard what you said."