“I am coming in a minute.” He went to pick call, leaving her with a pint of beer.
A few minutes later, he couldn’t find her at the table. He looked around, and found her in smoking room.
She was lighting her cigarette, when he entered. It was dull and dark room. Pint in his hand, cigarette on her lips, he grabbed her from waist. He didn’t say a word, but she heard him. His eyes talked everything. Cupped her face in his hands, her breath kissed his breath. One, two and few pack of kisses, they aligned in one breathe.