Chapter Nine

“I wouldn’t have guessed you were a smoker” he remarked leaning in as he placed a hand palm down against the wall behind me. The once previous space between us was diminished and I didn’t mind it one bit.

“Smoked since I was twelve” I said honestly earning a raise of his brow in surprise. “It’s much easier to get your hands on a pack of cigarettes back home then it is to do so here” I added inhaling another toke before blowing it to the side to avoid blowing it in his face.

“Do you smoke much?” he asked seeming genuinely curious.

“No, just to take the edge off when its needed” came my reply and although the conversation came with ease my body was hyperaware of his close presence.

“You don’t like personal space, do you?” I found myself teasing which seemed to please him from the smile that tugged his lips.

“usually I do but with you it seems that I don’t” he chuckled lightly, his fingertips lightly grazing along the bare skin of my stomach, the sudden contact almost knocking the wi