Keeper of my Heart
he asks, once again urging her outside.
“Since when do you smoke?”
He laughs. “Since I met you.”
“Ha ha, so funny. I’ve never seen you smoke before, even after meeting me.”
“It’s not something I do regularly, it’s similar to when people drink to drown their sorrows. I smoke to choke my anxiety, same shit different pile.”
“Does Noel know you smoke?”
Harken shakes his head. “That, and everything else I’m about to tell you, you’re going to keep to your damn self, understand? None of this reaches Noel’s ears, or I’m denying everything and putting the blame on you.”
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