Tick.
Tick.For a moment, the room was so quiet I just listened to the ticking of the clock and Nix"s breathing slowing down. She wiped her mouth and I hoped I hadn’t left a bad taste on her tongue.
Tock.
Tock.I didn’t know her well enough to ask such a thing. I didn’t want to come across as insecure when she was so confident in her own skin. Instead, I just waited. For her to move, for her to talk, for her to tell me what to do.
The brunette pushed herself up from the pillow and reached into her nightstand. Whatever she had in there rattled and after a little rummaging, she held out a green packet. "Smoke?"
"I"m actually trying to quit."
"Alright." She shook a box of matches and struck one into a flame. "Suit yourself."
"No, I"ll have one anyway," I decided. I didn"t want Nix to thi
