"You look fine." I assured her "I don't think Brennan is expecting you to change your outfit three times a day for him."

Her hand grabbed mine and she dragged me out of her room and down the stairs.

The two well-built guys were already sitting down on the sofa. Brennan was talking to Lana's mom while Stone made eye contact with me as I descended the last step of the stairs.

Lana sat down on the sofa opposite them while sending them a smile. Her face then blushed as Brennan smiled back.

"Hello Brennan." I said in acknowledgment while I flopped down on the seat next to my best friend "Lurch."

"Medusa." The gruff voice delivered lowly.

"Hi, Ella." Brennan was chattier because he added a question to his greeting "How is it going?"

"It’s not changed since the last time I seen you." I hummed while pretending to stare at my wrist that had no watch on it "Because that was only two hours ago."

Stone occupied a large amount of the sofa. He leaned back and spread his legs while he continued to keep his black irises set on me.

I knew that this surprise dinner visit was premeditated.

The giant had warned me at my locker. He had come to annoy me and potentially kill me if insulted him further. Which I would.

"I'm away through to the kitchen to make sure the food is cooking just fine." Mrs Armstrong announced while making her way towards the other room "Is lemonade okay for you boys?"

Brennan nodded and smiled, and Stone just nodded.

My eyes narrowed at the large man as I grounded out "What are you doing here?"

The massively wide shoulders belonging to him shrugged and his gravelly deep voice went quiet when he revealed "I can't stay away."

His idea of a joke made my eyes narrow further at him.

"Meeting the parents?" Lana joked with a nervous giggle "That is a big step."

Brennan leaned back and made himself more comfortable on the couch as he spoke up "I have a confession to make."

"You don't really like lemonade?" Lana suggested, the blush on her face growing.

"I didn't come here to recite Romeo and Juliet.” Brennan chuckled "We came to try this famous better-than-sex macaroni."

The stunning obsidian-coloured eyes connected with mine as I finally grew the courage to meet his gaze.

Everything else ceased to exist apart from the feeling of my body burning under his study.

I should have found his fixed observation on me unsettling, but I did not. I should have been scared of the fact that that he could crush me between his finger and his thumb, but I was not.

Brennan sighed as he peered between the giant and me "Why don't you two try to be nice to each other?"

Stone's gaze homed in on me and he cocked his head like he is waiting for me to answer.

"In the book Anne of Green Gables, she does not talk to Gilbert Blythe for like two years after he insults her hair." I referenced before pointing to the large man opposite me "He is lucky I am talking to him at all."