She bolted out to an inky night and lit up. Yeah, she shouldn't smoke but she needed one right now. Her body was screaming for a release she sure as hell couldn't give it. She closed her eyes and took another drag. Her neck tingled again. Zinnia knew he was close by but didn't open her eyes.
"Zinnia?" A soft voice asked in front of her.
"Go away. You're not real." She whispered to the air.
"I assure you, I'm very real," the voice said. A hand grabbed hers and she stiffened but offered no resistance. It was placed on a hard chest could feel a heartbeat, heat, muscle and she shivered.
"If you're real then I'm f*****g nuts," she said softly. Fingers lifted her chin and she opened her eyes. The cig fell from her hand. He was REAL! He smiled softly and moved his hand to her hair, pulling he
