Cold she most certainly was, but had she anticipated Amycus taking off his jacket, she would have pushed it away before it was already off of him and on her shoulders. As it were, the warmth it provided from its coverage and his retained body heat was too nice to deny once she already had it.
Resigned to her cozy fate, Alecto leaned up against the wall next to Amycus and took the fag from her brother's fingers without a thought, inhaling deeply and exhaling again before speaking.
"If you freeze out here and catch cold, I'm going to be pissed off," she told him, leaning her head down towards the coat. "I'm not about to run this shop alone for a week while you're put up in bed with the flu."
Resisting the urge to take another drag, she offered the fag back to him and tucked her hands into the coat pockets once they were free. For a moment, Alecto pushed her nose down into the front of the coat; partially to protect it from the cold, but partially to take in the scent he'd left there. It smelled of smoke, but undeniably like him. She might have to steal this coat more often from now on.
She didn't answer his request for breaks during his working hours. They both knew that wasn't happening.
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