The rich tobacco flavor of the men's cigarette filled her lungs, stinging her mouth. Under the influence of nicotine, her tense emotions slowly relaxed. But smoking was harmful to health, and Daisy didn't want to get lung cancer. After exhaling a puff of smoke, she dropped the cigarette and stared straight at Dean. "You'd better keep everything you saw today a secret for me, or I swear I'll take you down with me!"
Dean raised his hands in surrender. "Don't be like that, Daisy. I'm the one who saved your life!"
"Get lost!" Daisy stood up, tiptoed, and leaned close to Dean's ear, her voice becoming unprecedentedly soft and alluring. "One thing at a time. As a token of gratitude..."
Ah, this... Dean's mind raced with possibilities upon hearing her suggestive words. Is she going to repay my life-saving deed with her body? This hardly seems like the right place for it.
