Perhaps it was only his impatience, but typing the brief message on the phone’s tiny keyboard seemed to take an age. With Sybil. Don’t expect me back tonight. He huffed a silent laugh and shook his head, thankful that Jehan was the least likely of his friends to tease him mercilessly for this.

Practicalities done with, Henri turned back to Sybil and took both her hands, pulling her towards him. “Have I mentioned recently how beautiful you are?"