The flame wavered unsteadily as Ethan Sterling brought it slowly to his lips, lighting the cigarette clamped between his teeth.
Pretty slick with the lighter.
Seraphina Redgrave sat by the window, contemplating in silence.
Ethan took a drag, his expression seemed somewhat irritable, but the smoke softened it.
He looked up, noticing Seraphina watching him.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, just thinking that the way you are now, girls would probably find you quite attractive."
Seraphina spoke with a blank expression.
With Ethan's face and his melancholic way of lighting up, he didn't need his wealth to attract swarms of young women.
Upon hearing her words, Ethan paused in his smoking, then glanced at Seraphina.
He took another deep drag, slowly exhaled, the thick smoke enveloping him, softening the sharpness in his features.
He smoked without pause, one drag after another, at an unusual pace.
Seraphina looked at the cloud of smoke that seemed never to dissipate, puzzled.
