He had half-thought he had imagined her, a mere glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd; but Yassine was not much in the habit of second guessing himself, so he took it as truth, and decided to follow out on the limb.
And he was right, just as he’d known – it had been some time, but he hadn’t forgotten her face, well remembered the intensity of her gaze. They had met at her hunt; she had been pushing the boundaries even then. But this was an interesting turn.
“Making good money here, are you?” Yassine said in her ear, having dropped into the space next to her as if he had been there all along; as if he owned it. His face held no expression, but the words were smirking just the same. Miss Blackwood, society butterfly, had no need of money, nor expectation to be attending boxing matches as bloodthirsty as this... and what would society say if they could see her here?
She had tried to blend in, obviously. Yassine hadn’t bothered to be discreet – but then, his reputation would be neither burnished nor bruised by this. This was, frankly, par for the course, and he knew a fair few men here. He had even been in the ring before, once or twice.
But Miss Blackwood was a far more interesting sight than anything happening in this fight. He did smirk to himself now, as he added, “I had no idea you were such a rebel.”
Well, he’d had some idea.
And he was right, just as he’d known – it had been some time, but he hadn’t forgotten her face, well remembered the intensity of her gaze. They had met at her hunt; she had been pushing the boundaries even then. But this was an interesting turn.
“Making good money here, are you?” Yassine said in her ear, having dropped into the space next to her as if he had been there all along; as if he owned it. His face held no expression, but the words were smirking just the same. Miss Blackwood, society butterfly, had no need of money, nor expectation to be attending boxing matches as bloodthirsty as this... and what would society say if they could see her here?
She had tried to blend in, obviously. Yassine hadn’t bothered to be discreet – but then, his reputation would be neither burnished nor bruised by this. This was, frankly, par for the course, and he knew a fair few men here. He had even been in the ring before, once or twice.
But Miss Blackwood was a far more interesting sight than anything happening in this fight. He did smirk to himself now, as he added, “I had no idea you were such a rebel.”
Well, he’d had some idea.
