Ashley POV

As Jared and I walked out of the building, I spotted David parked and waiting in the car. But instead of going over to him, Jared stopped at the end of the concrete steps and pulled out a small red cardboard package. It was an automatic action, I could see that, from the way he pulled a lighter from the same pocket and pointed it at the cigarette already tucked between his lips.

“Wait,” I chided, ”You can't smoke in here.”

He glanced at me. “Why not?” he muttered, stroking his cigarette.

Peeking over my shoulder, I glanced at the security guard outside the entrance. “That's illegal,” I...