Short story | 15 minutes writing challenge

The ciagrette

Rowena stood in the doorway, carefully watching Frank who was standing alone. She had noticed his stares earlier, her heart skipped a beat. He stood there alone, smoking a cigarette and drinking his champagne. His dirty blond hair fell slightly curly into his face unlike the gelled hair of the other men. His black tuxedo suited him very well. He turned around, seeing her stare now, he was smiling at her. She quickly looked away, how embarrassing. But still she would not get enough of him. She took all her courage and went up to him. ,,What are you doing out here?" She asked curiously. He offered her a cigarette and she excepted, then he lit her cigarette. ,,Well all this is not really my thing, and you?" He looked at her like she caught him in some way, she never met a man that felt so vulnerable. She stared at his eyes, as he looked away, they were colored in a beautiful light brown as the dusk hit them. ,,I dont like gatherings either." She answered an inhaled the cold smoke. ,,Your no typical boxer arent you" She noticed, again he seemed caught. ,,Wouldnt you know" He turned to her, liking into her eyes. She felt so strangely at home, like it was meant to be that they would met here, she waited four years for exactly this moment, she felt her heart drop as he did not break the eyes contact. ,,why would i know" She knew exactly why. ,,I saw you in the crowds at my matches, three times if i recall it right, you have too much of a presence not to notice you." Her heart dropped even deeper, a slight smile formed across his face as she was now the one who felt caught. ,,It were four." She corrected him. ,,Oh four really?" He raised an eyebrow. He sounded playful, he was nagging her but never making fun of her. ,,Well what can I say I really love it when men beat each other black and blue." She answered witty. He laughed slightly turning to the sunset and taking a hit of his cigarette, then turning back to her even closer. God what would he give o kiss her right now, he could not concentrate on anything else but how beautiful, witty and funny she was. Perhaps may looked at her lips a little too long, he was so mesmerized, burning her image into his head, it was wrong. He tried to not fall for her on the spot. He just went n for a kiss, kind of instinctual. ,,Well I furthermore know what you have a woman by your side." She stopped him. He looked at her in state of shock. She took a last glance at Frank and went off.