"Right," she started before realizing that he had said Lucas. How did he know? Eyes widening, she looked to him for a moment, dumbfounded. It wasn't too much of a stretch to jump from Fernand to Lucas, since she was Mercedes. But it was a bit much. However, she didn't push it. She had a bad feeling, and Gina did her best to shy away from bad feelings. "Yes, I shouldn't."
As he pulled out the cigarettes, she paused, breath catching in her chest. She remembered seeing that same pack on her nightstand when she and Edward were living together. She remembered him taking it from the pocket of his coat or sliding it from the table after they had had sex, pulling out a slim cigarette and lighting it up with sensuous expertise.
"No," she said softly, shaking her head. "Not at all."