“If you’re scared then why even smoke? Just get back on the deck already. It’s safe up there.” I shot her an exasperated look.
She bit her lower lip and begged me with puppy dog eyes, “Please?”
“...”
As it turned out, an ice queen was quite attractive when she dropped her cold facade and begged like a little girl. That and the fact that she was beautiful and hot also drastically lowered my reservations. So, with a wry smile on my face, I light up a smoke for myself before putting a cigarette in her mouth. After it was lit, she took small puffs while still clinging to my shoulders like a lover.
A few minutes passed, and she seemed to have regained some of her composure. She finally let go of the top half of the boulder, removed the cigar between her lips, and flicked off some cigarette
