He moved his bulky arm so that it rested on the bench behind my back. It seemed like he was scavenging for contact and he would accept anything that I would give him.

"I am sorry about yesterday at school. I should not have acted like that." He apologised before he sighed "I never want to lose control with you. Never with you."

"You don't have to be sorry." I told him while meeting his eye so he knew that I meant it "I would rather you told me what you really thought and how you really felt instead of bottling it up and staying silent."

Stone's deep gravelly voice went husky when he replied "I never wanted you to see that side of me."

"Is that why you never told me about Litora Bello?"

He nodded, gazing at me with so much longing to touch me that I almost caved.

I turned my body so that I was facing him while I told him "Stone, I wanted you. I wanted your truth. No matter how ugly or angry it was."

His whole large frame tensed and he quietly grumbled "Past tense?"

Of course not, I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, I want you forever, too.

We fell into a comfortable silence again. He gently stroked my hand occasionally to let me know that he was there. I did not need that to know he was there. My body had an inbuilt sensor for him. My heartbeat increased and my stomach fluttered.

The fuzzy feeling all over me was enough for me to know he was there.

I was glad that he was next to me. I needed him more than I cared to admit.

"You never told me your theory about the afterlife." He asserted while continuing to study my expression.

"I think it is subjective. I think everything in life is subjective." I began by explaining "The world is how someone perceives it. How we look at something is so different to others. If I asked you what colour that tree was, you could say blue and who am I to tell you that you are wrong. The world could be black and white for all we know and it is us that chooses to see it in colour."

"So you believe nothing has an answer?"

"Everything is subjective. That is why I make theories because nothing can be proven." I stated before challenging him "Try and name something that cannot be argued against."

His gaze was solely on me when he answered "That I love you. Who is going to argue against that?"

"Nobody." I whispered into the air before adding "Probably because everyone is too scared to argue with you."

"That priest looked scared shitless when he seen me."

I smiled at myself as I imagined Grumpy Priest seeing an even grumpier giant enter the graveyard.

"He probably thought you were the grim reaper." I joked.