I did not feel tired anymore. I peered back down at the ground and felt like it was flying.

"I’ve never been to the top of the Empire State Building before." I whispered as he adjusted me, so that I was more comfortable and relaxed in his arms "But I imagine this is what it feels like."

His expression was serious and full of concern as he walked out of the room with me in his arms. He clutched me close to his massive chest and I rested my cheek on his left pec while I listened to the hard erratic beating of his heart.

My attention was not on where we were going but rather on his face.

I reached out and ran my finger along his jawline and then it strayed to the edge of his mouth.

"Why does it never move?" I muttered while keeping my index finger perched on his lip.

His dark eyes connected with mine as he grunted "What doesn't move?"

"I want to see you smile." I frowned up at him as I replied.

All of a sudden, the corner of his mouth that was under my touch twitched upwards.

I pulled back my finger in surprise and let out a giggle as I realised, he had half-smiled.

His gaze softened like molten rock as he listened to my sounds of amusement.

We were approaching Lana and Brennan when I finally got over the shock of his smile and spoke again.

"I’m like an ant compared to you." I whispered up to the giant "Am I really that small?"

Stone let out one gruff word "Yes."

I let my body further relax into the thick muscly arms while I listened to Brennan and Stone's conversation.

"You were the one that drove me here and Ella was the one that drove Lana here." Brennan pointed out "We’re stranded."

The deep voice seemed threatening as he affirmed "I am staying with her."

A few more points of argument later and they had come to some sort of agreement. I did not know what I was because I was too busy poking the scowl on the giant's face.

Lana took a step closer to the both of us and her expression turned stern as she scolded "Ella, you need to go to bed and sleep it off."

"Sleep what off?" I asked in the form of a hiccup "I just want to dance."

Stone let out a grumble of disapproval before he began walking away with me in his arms. I started wiggling around to try and escape his hold, but his response was to hold me tighter.

"I want to dance." I complained while I threw my arms up and my head back in surrender.

He sent me a stern look as he rebutted fervently "I want you sober and safe."

"Please." I pleaded up to him and gave my best puppy dog eyes and a pout.