Cameron Diaz Smoking Novels & Stories

“You’re just wonderful. I want to wake up every day looking at this face. If only I could.” “That’s just too much for a one-night-stand,” I sighed. Right now, what I wanted most was to light a cigarette and smoke. I had never even considered smoking because Kaiser hated the smell of cigarettes. When I was with Jacques, we didn’t smoke because of Andrew. I smoked occasionally on the job when I recruited members, but not enough to retain any smell on my clothes, because of Kaiser. “Can I have a smoke, Carson?” I asked, pointing towards the bulge in his pants that was lying on a chair in the room.

“Smoked a cigarette.” He sounded so casual Mimi was sure there was no hole to be picked. She sighed in relief. Elias might have been provoking her before this, but he at least kept true to his words and let the cat stay in the bag. He did not expose her. Zeke was not at all suspicious, but he did frown in concern. “Thought you quit smoking, man. When did the vice make a comeback?”

Craig said and darted inside, Zoe and Jane went shopping. ****** In Los Angeles, at the poolside, a fellow is sitting there smoking badly when she walks gorgeously on a bathrobe towards the poolside, where he is sitting. "You should stop smoking, it's bad." Cathy grabbed the cigarette and pressed it to the table. "Really? So you are concerned about my health?" Roe said, she looked at him, walked passed him a bit, and turned.

“What kind of fucked up smile is that? Kill Marcos first, I’d be too easy, give me the time to run for my life.” “I don’t agree with Cameron’s need for me to die first, but I agree with what the fuck is that smile? Did you go up there to smoke pot or something?” Marcos sniffs the air, eyeing me with suspicion. “Share some of that goodness brother, whatever fucked you up like that is worth giving a shot. Although as a doctor, I wouldn't recommend.” “I didn’t smoke weed and why would I want to kill any of you?” I laugh at the idea. “I’d totally go for Cameron first though, cause if the fucker gets away, it’ll be sneaky to finish the job.”

After the mention of her name, Darren frowned took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said, “That’s none of your business!” Alex realized that he had made a gaffe, so he clammed up. “You shouldn’t smoke so much. It’s not good for your health.” Jason said with a smile trying to ease this awkward tension. “You are no better than me.” Darren turned to Jason, asking him if he would like to have a cigarette. Jason waved his hand at him and replied, “I have quit smoking.” “You have quit smoking? Are you and Emma preparing for pregnancy?” Darren asked.

Zoe gave him a deadly stare. “Pity she’s dead,” she said. “I’d have liked to meet her. But you didn’t come here just to show me this. Where does the money come in?” Diego reached into his bag and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. “Mind if I smoke?” he asked. She stood up, grabbed the pack, took one stick for herself, and lit it. She puffed and collapsed on the couch. “Do your thing,” she said. Diego lit his cigarette and blew out a thick cloud.

Kian had an idea who sent that letter, and it was the frustration of not being able to prove it that enraged the beast inside. “But you’ve just burned the evidence, so the chances of us catching whoever sent it just went up in flames.” I crossed my arms beneath my tits and glared at Kian. He flicked his gaze at me, and we battled in a silent stare-off. When I refused to back down, he dug inside his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. I threw him a mordacious glare, appalled that he hadn’t quit smoking like he promised he would. He popped a cigarette into his mouth and lit the end. Jaxton and Ace left the room, not wanting to hang around for the fireworks.

Damian started as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and placed it in between his lips before lighting it up. “Oh you this one? Well I'm sorry but I can't hand her over to you.. my clients are waiting for her to be delivered to them..” he grinned from ear to ear.. “You'll not sell her..” Damian dragged from his cigarette and puffed out smoke and I couldn't help but wonder why he was smoking in a situation like this.. Isn't he scared he might get attacked from behind? While he's busy acting like Tom Hanks. “ What makes you think so?” The old man raised an eyebrow and for some reason I felt like whatever Damian was gonna say next would definitely cause a commotion.

Damian started as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and placed it in between his lips before lighting it up. “Oh you this one? Well I'm sorry but I can't hand her over to you.. my clients are waiting for her to be delivered to them..” he grinned from ear to ear.. “You'll not sell her..” Damian dragged from his cigarette and puffed out smoke and I couldn't help but wonder why he was smoking in a situation like this.. Isn't he scared he might get attacked from behind? While he's busy acting like Tom Hanks. “ What makes you think so?” The old man raised an eyebrow and for some reason I felt like whatever Damian was gonna say next would definitely cause a commotion.

I went out on the rooftop to light a cigarette, but to my surprise, the woman I never thought I'd see today showed up. I took the cigarette off my mouth before blowing the smoke inside. Claudia never wanted me smoking so I stopped it but no matter how I put her warnings in my mind, I couldn't really restrain it. Though this is the first time I lit a cigarette again after a while. "There you are. I was told that you're here," Danica's silliest voice irritated me. I hissed, turned around for me not to see her. "You can't distance yourself like that if we happened to marry each other, Zamir." She muttered before taking the cigarette in my hand and puffed it herself.