When his hand slid around her waist, she lifted one eyebrow, and automatically assumed this was what he considered asking nicely. He pulled away immediately, and one corner of her lips turned up in a smirk. Lex was a messy man, and she tried not to notice the familiarity in it.
Then he started in with all of the math, and her lip turned back down again. She pulled one cigarette out of the pack, held it up - coincidentally held between her knuckles, like a middle finger, because she was classy like that - and offered it to him.
"I guess I'll owe you one." She breathed out.
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