Chapter 35All Lucien wanted to do was smoke. But since he’d thrown his last pack out that meant there were only the cigars. He rolled over in the bed and gathered one of his spare blankets around his waist, before he decided to walk around his apartment naked.
Violet didn’t seem to mind.
“I’ll be right back,” he said.
Violet nodded. She watched him with the keen eye of an artist as he wandered back and forth through the hallways and rooms of his apartment. She was naked, too, the white bed sheet pulled up to her n*****s for warmth and not cover. The sheet soon fell down to her navel as she laughed. “Cigars, really?”
“What did you think I was getting?” he teased.
The way her eyes sparkled, he could only imagine what else she wanted. His heart fluttered, knowing that he’d do whatever it
