"Valentine, I would never do that." I delivered to him and the sternness of my voice almost sounded as great as his "I love you and I would never even think about someone else."

Another guy has never even crossed my mind since I met Stone. Everyone else seemed insignificant and the thought of having romantic feelings towards someone other than him was impossible. It was ludicrous to think it was anyone else but him.

"It is hard for me to deal with grief. I don't understand what I'm supposed to do or what is meant to be the right thing." I told him softly "I need some time. Please."

His phone went off before we could argue any further. He pulled it out of his jean pocket and did not bother to check the name before declining the call.

The dark eyes never left me as his phone instantly went off again and Stone declined it once more.

"Answer it." I insisted to him quietly.

He picked the phone up on the third attempt of someone calling and then he growled into the phone "What?"

Whoever was on the phone spoke to him for a few minutes. Stone said nothing back while he watched me.

Eventually, he ended the call and put it back into the pocket of his leather jacket.

"Who was it?" I asked, using the call to my advantage to change the subject.

"Reed." He said before letting out a rough sound of dissatisfaction "He needs me at the beach."

I managed to put on an encouraging smile as I spoke "You got to go, Vulcan."

Stone chuckled humourlessly, obviously not happy "I do not feel like Vulcan."

"Then who do you feel like?" I asked while tilting my head as I continued to watch his jaw tick.

"Orpheus," He answered before explaining "And you are Eurydice. Every time I feel we are moving forward then I turn back and you are gone. Every time you are in reach then you disappear."

To avoid the ache in my chest, I let out a small laugh "To think people call me the nerd."

He shook his head with softness in his gaze as he listened to my laughter.

I voiced "You know how that myth ends. Orpheus loses Eurydice. He cannot reach her."

"You are wrong. He goes to the depths of Tartarus for her." He told me gruffly "If I have to do the same for you then so be it. I have been to hell and back a few times this past week anyway."

"I am not planning to go to hell for a few years yet so you do not need to worry." I deadpanned.

"Tonight, you will be back in my arms." He stated like it was inevitable and predestination.

"You can't be talking about the bet."