Whispering in my ear, Lana asked "Do you think she likes him?"

"I don't know." I tried to sound unbothered but it came out more sad than I intended it to be "There is only one way to found out."

"How?"

I announced "The belly button theory."

"Oh no. Not one of your theories." She groaned "What is it?"

"The belly button gives away everything. It is the centre of you and it gravities towards the person you like most." I explained in a hushed voice "It is all about the body language. Your body naturally turns to the person you desire the most. The person you feel most comfortable with in the room."

After I gave my theory to her, she leant forward so she could look past me. I mirrored her stance and looked down near where the girl who was too busy flirting's belly button should have been.

Lacey noticed our staring at her stomach and she narrowed her eyes at us "What are you two weirdos looking at?"

Both Lana and I sat back in our chairs at the same time and acted like we were not studying her body language.

"Her belly button was not facing Stone." She shared her side of the results of our test.

"No. It was not." I agreed, not adding that what I had found out was that her body faced more towards the other male at the table.

Her body gravitated towards Brennan who had not looked at her once since she sat down.

I tapped my hands in a rhythm and attempted to ignore the unwavering heat derived from the pair of eyes across the table. The irises still did not stray away from mine as the intruder spoke again.

That time I had to listen to what she had to say.

"Do you have a type?" Lacey asked while continuing to exercise her finger by twirling it through her golden locks.

A growl was heard and surprisingly it did not come from Stone.

"Lacey." Brennan said, his voice sounding like a warning.

The blonde girl went from flirty to an ice queen as she heard Brennan speak. Her bluish grey eyes froze over like a lake as she sent a glare as cold as glazier to him.

She ignored him and looked back to Stone before she asked her questioned again "Do you have a type?"

Stone did not even bother to give her any attention when he spoke one word "Ella."

"What?" The girl stumbled over her words, confused.

"Ella." He repeated.

Lana spat out the drink she had just taken and covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

My heartbeat was pounding in my ears.

I ignored everyone else and whispered to Lana "I am going to go and get some air."

She had already started to get up from her chair as she insisted "I will come with you."

"No." I assured her while standing up "I will only be a few minutes."