Chapter 7 What Do You Want Diamond?

• STEPHANIE'S POV
• I pushed him into a corner before joining him. "Diamond, what are you doing here?" I asked quietly, making sure no one outside could hear us, though I doubted they would ever hear us.
• Diamond smirked like a maniac and leaned against the church wall. Ignoring my question, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. Holding it between his middle and index fingers, he placed it between his lips and took out a lighter. He cupped his hand around the cigarette, flicked the lighter, and lit it on fire. Before he could take a drag of smoke off the cigarette, I yanked it from his hand, dropped it on the ground, and stomped on it, smashing it hard to make sure it was ruined so he wouldn't pick it up and use it again.