Natalia & James
When she turned to him he smiled more, shift so his cane was tucked under his arm as he took her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of it. Lifting his head a little, he stared into her eyes, not letting her hand go. "At least two years and several months I should think," he returned, his voice warm. Straightening a bit more he loosened his grip on her hand so she could pull it away if she chose to.
"You look even more beautiful and radiant then I remember," he said. "I'm glad to see you are well." He took a few moments to admire her attire, not bothering to hide it. After all, why should he? They were both single, well to do people and rumors of courtship often benefitted them every so often.
"How has your career been?" he asked, dark eyes warm.