Erin's POV“I wasn’t aware you smoked.”“I don’t,” Finn kept his eyes closed, plucking the cigarette from his lips, and stubbing it out on the bricks beneath him.“I used to not smoke on particularly hard days too when I was eighteen,” I moved to the lounger beside him, quietly mirroring his position.He let out a soft chuckle, “I can’t tell if you’re insulting my age right now.” Finn’s head slowly turned towards me, a hint of a smile on his lips.“If you’re old, I’m old, and I’m definitely not old yet.”“Fair point,” he turned away, staring up at the moon. From his side profile, I could see his brows knit softly, as though he was lost in thought.I tapped my fingers against my thigh, “Can I ask you something?”“I’ll do my best to answer.”“Am I… coming between the two of you?” my voice was barely above a whisper as my emotions clogged my throat. I was already living a failed marriage that involved an affair, the last thing I needed was to become the other woman.Another soft chuckle
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