Cameron Diaz Smoking Novels & Stories

And it scared her so much, but she had to act tough, else he’d continue playing with her head and emotions. Gonzalez opened his cigarette box, took one from it using his upper and lower lip, he then pointed the box at Diana. “Want some?” “I don’t smoke,” Diana rejected it immediately. “And you really shouldn’t be smoking in my apartment,” she added, even though she knew there was absolutely nothing she could do about it if he decides to. But she hated the smell of cigarettes. “I have to, sorry about that,” Gonzalez objected, the apology sounded like it wasn’t an apology. He lighted up his cigarette and blew the first round of smoke up to the ceiling. It’d circulate well from there, he though

Thankfully, Triana and Lara didn’t mind. Triana couldn’t help but gaze at Devance because he was seated in front of her. She hated the smoke. She didn’t like the smell. But Devance looked ruggedly handsome as he blew the smoke into the cool air. She automatically thought of Caleb. These men were the exact opposite. Triana realized how lucky she was because Caleb never smoked. Her fiancé was always clean and didn’t have any vices. Everyone halted from talking when the rain turned to a mini storm.

“I know.” I roll my eyes but I’m smiling. “No ego there.” “Plenty of ego,” he says easily, and I laugh in response. Camden finishes first and gets out of the shower, putting on a robe. I do the same after finishing conditioning my long hair. It’s dark outside when I come out to the terrace, watching Camden with a cigarette in his mouth. “You smoke?” I ask. He turns his head to look at me. “Do you?” he asks.

To dispel the hassle of his head, he reached into his trouser pocket for a cigarette and a brass lighter. "You wanna one?" Zack offered Alex. He thought he must also need something to lighten the knot in her brain. "Thank you. I think I need it." “Do you think this is a bar you can just smoke a cigarette at?” Tyler shouted angrily, but he also did nothing to stop Zack and Alex from smoking in front of him. “If you want, you can take it too.” "No, thanks. Amber is very sensitive to cigarette smoke. She will be furious if she finds out I smoke cigarettes.”

Axel had forbidden her to smoke back then. "Show me!" Damian seemed to doubt Selena's answer and gave her his cigarette. Selena stared at it for a moment and then was about to take it with her fingers, but Damian immediately pushed it away. He wanted the cigarette to stay in his hand. And Selena brought her lips to Damian's hand that was holding the cigarette and took a drag. As soon as the smoke came out of Selena's lips, Damian watched for a long time and Selena coughed. That made Damian wrinkle his forehead slightly.

Liam watched her with a loving gaze, admiring her passion for capturing the fleeting moments of life. Meanwhile, Liam reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one and took a long drag, the smoke spiraling upward and dissipating into the air. The sight of Liam smoking always concerned Rose, but she knew it was his way of finding a moment of calm amidst the chaos of the world.

It was a challenging time for him, particularly after Vera left him as well. He had borne all the pressure and responsibility alone. Smoking was his one vice to deal with everything. Since he met Diana, Brian had stopped smoking. But after recent events, he had started again. Brian spent the whole night in front of Diana’s home, thinking over everything. Diana stayed watching him for hours too. Yet neither of them was willing to make a move to communicate. After one last look at the house at daybreak, Brian put out the cigarette and threw it onto the large pile of butts by the side of his car.

No wonder he didn't let her use it. Since Adaire has become a past , although he finally chose Xenia Miller, but she does not blame him, she has not been qualified to stand by his side. Smell the big smoke in the bedroom, Ada Wood felt a bit of pain, coughing a few times, and then quickly walked to the balcony of the bedroom, breathing fresh air. In prison, don't say it's smoke, it's impossible to buy a sugar. In fact, she also does not want to smoke, day and night thinking about Aaron brother, will not be addicted to tobacco, long time she also forgot the taste of smoke. After coming out, she would not be like before, smoke can not leave her hands.

Damon caught the look and smirked faintly, a short puff of amusement through his nose. “Relax,” he muttered under his breath, reaching across the table anyway. His fingers brushed the cool cardboard of the cigarette pack, dragging it closer. He tapped one out, rolling it between his fingers before lighting it with an unhurried ease. The flame flared briefly, catching the edge of his expression in gold. Felix sighed beside him, leaning back in his chair with an exasperated shake of his head. Damon didn’t look at him — just inhaled slowly, the end of the cigarette glowing faintly in the dim light, before blowing a long stream of smoke toward the ceiling.

Katarina mentioned, and I had not felt the urge to slap a tape over someone’s mouth so aggressively until then. “You didn’t know?” Darla asked me, turning towards me as she continued to stir the pot. Just then, Damien walked in and sat back down beside me. “You didn’t tell her about your smoking habits, Damien?” Darla questioned before he could get the chance to sit. “I don’t have smoking habits anymore, I quit a long time ago,” he answered sharply, glaring at her. “It looked to me that you went out for a smoke break,” she argued. “I went out to make a phone call. Do you not want me here, Darla? I’ll be happy to leave,” he snapped.