Later that night, Hazel cannot sleep. She strolled around the pool area, hoping to tire herself and fall asleep soon.
"Hazel? Why are you not in bed yet?"
Hazel made an abrupt turn when someone spoke behind her.
"How about you?" She returned the question instead of answering James.
"I can't sleep yet, so I'm thinking of smoking before I go to bed. But you're also here."
Hazel lowered her gaze to James' hand. He was holding a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Okay. Then why aren't you smoking yet?" She queried, trying to be casual to hide the loud beating of her heart.
James didn't reply, but he only stared at her. Hazel figured out that James chose not to because she was around.
"Go ahead. You should not mind me." Hazel waves her right hand. She pursed her lips into an encouraging smile to show James that it was totally fine with her. It made her happy to see that James was considerate toward her.
"Is it really okay?"
