Back in Andre’s room, he and Layla had downed a few glasses of whiskey and were reminiscing about the past. Andre hated to admit it but speaking to Layla made him feel a little better and she was even able to get a genuine smile out of him every once in a while as they spoke.
He was sitting in the armchair in his bedroom while she was on the sofa across from him. She had her feet up and her long smooth legs were left exposed for Andre’s eyes to see and Layla didn’t seem to mind. He knew she was subtly trying to seduce him but he ignored her advances and just kept talking.
“Do you remember that time when you caught me smoking one of my dad’s cigars?” Andre asked, remembering the incident like it was just yesterday.
“How could I forget? I remember how scared you were when you thought I wa
