Quit
"Stop doing that!"
He took his hand of her leg.
"Sorry, I thought…"
"Not that baka!"
She took his cigarette and smashed it on the floor.
"I hate kissing an ashtray…"
He smirked.
"You never complained before…"
"Well… we weren't married before…"
She kissed him, he smiled. Maybe he could try and quit… just for her.
26/05/2005
