Make You Mine
This is going to be a 4-5 parter...I hope you like...Chapter 1 inspired by the romantic comedy challenge (How to Loose A Guy in 10 Days Prompt) ghffchallenge and as always don't own GH but LOVE Spixie
The following morning he awoke fortunate that Stone Cold was already out as he checked himself in the mirror. He wanted to look nice for his Maximista in hopes that today would be the day that she would see him as more. He attempted to brush his messy mop of hair as he hopped into the mob mobile and made his way toward the department store. When he arrived he spotted her looking amazing as usual leaning against the glass door.
"Tell me Maximista, why did you request that the Jackal meet you here."
"Because if you want to put yourself out there...your going to have to...how should I put this..."
"If you're trying to change me so a girl can like me forget it...I've tried that and..."
He paused afraid that he was going to tell her his feelings right then and there.
"What do you mean you...oh right that Damian thing," she said laughing though she had to admit that suit and the accent were hot.
"I'm not saying you need to be 'Damian' or some other alter ego...I'm saying that upgrading your wardrobe might do some good."
He nodded thinking that he really hadn't been shopping in forever and he could use some new things for the cooler weather that was coming.
"So Maximista what do you have in mind for increasing the Jackal's wardrobe."
Maxie shrugged. She frankly had no clue on what to do as she made her way to the men's section. She watched him as he pulled out a pair of baggy jeans and a few graphic tees and turtle necks from the rack. Shaking her head she took them from her.
"What are you doing?"
"Like I said giving you some better options to work with."
He nodded and watched her as she eyed him up and down for measurements though still having the measurements she made from when he told her to bring him cloths at the cannery in his head.
Pulling out a few things randomly she handed them to her friend.
"Here, try these on."
He obeyed and followed her to the dressing room while she sat in the soft cushioned chair in front of it.
"Maximista," he said.
"Do the cloths not fit?"
"They fit...it's just."
"Well come out."
He emerged from the room and ran his hands through his hair as she looked at him silently praying her mouth wasn't hanging open.
There he stood barefoot in a pair of well fitting jeans and an off white button down shirt.
"Does the Maximista approve?"
She nodded standing up and reaching toward the shirt's buttons.
"And if you want to show a bit of a sex appeal then..."
She unbuttoned the top two buttons feeling a nervous sensation before pulling back and smiling.
"And those jeans could so work with your other t-shirts and you can like layer a shirt under the dress shirt or get a nice jacket if it's cold. It's all about the mixing and the matching Spinelli."
"The mixing and the matching."
Maxie nodded picking up a pair of the same jeans but in a darker shade of blue.
"Take these pants for instance and this top."
She held up a brown 'vintage' t- shirt.
"Perfect for just hanging out, got someplace to go..."
She began shuffling through the racks until she pulled out a beige sports coat.
"Throw this on over it..."
She paused trying to get a visual before she touched his head.
"Get a trim you know, the hair out of your eyes and you'll be beating the ladies off with a stick."
"You think so Maximista."
"I know so," she said smiling at him as he headed back into the dressing room to change back into his street clothes taking what she said to heart.
And so, a few hours later the friends were back in the parking lot of the store.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Your place or mine."
"It's Matt's day off."
"Mine then."
Maxie nodded as she hugged him goodbye and they left.
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The following moment Maxie headed downstairs to see Matt on the couch half dressed reading the newspaper.
"Do you have no shame?"
"It's my house too."
"Yes and I'm still trying to get Mac to see the wrongness of his and Robin's ways."
"So," he said looking at the oversized bag slung over her shoulder, "off to work at that fashion rag or are you spending the day with that boyfriend of yours."
"By boyfriend you do mean Spinelli right."
Matt nodded.
"We're just friends."
"Right..."
Maxie rolled her eyes it.
"Since when is this your business anyway."
He shrugged picking back up the paper as she left.
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Sticking her key in the door she made her way into the living room.
"Spinelli, are you here."
The sounds of his feet on the stairs as she looked at him in shock. Sure he wasn't wearing his new cloths but at the same time he had a different vibe about him as he approached her in a pair of nice kakis and a deep blue polo shirt. Very Preppy Chic. Looking up she noticed what had brought on the change. Since the day before his hair was trimmed to the point that in no longer lingered in his face and eyes.
"I never noticed how blue your eyes were."
He smiled.
"So the Maximista approves."
Maxie nodded as he headed toward the kitchen.
"So, can I get you something?"
"I'm good."
He nodded grabbing himself and orange soda before joining her on the couch.
"So we talked cloths yesterday what is the next step in your evil plan."
Maxie grinned she really hadn't thought it out that much.
"What do you think girls look for?"
He shrugged picking up the car magazine he bought after he got advice from Patrick.
"Well a cool ride I would suspect would be something that people would be attracted to..I mean stone cold has his bike and the Valkyrie's White Knight has his pick of the limo or the private jet...I mean let's face it the Mob Mobile isn't what you'd call a dream car."
"Well if you could have any car what would it be?"
"What would the jackal's fantasy car be...hmm...I don't know something classy maybe a convertible or something?"
"Something red...no black...yes black...black or silver and it would be fast yes...not that you'd want it to go fast you'd just want to park it at the overlook to be with one of your many suitors."
"And besides if I wanted to go fast I could always take this."
He reached into the desk drawer and pulled out keys.
"What are you doing?"
"Living on the edge you did say you wanted more confidence..."
"I did."
"Well these are keys to Stone Cold's back up bike...so what'll it be Maximista...want a ride."
"I'd love to, but wait you don know how to ride one of those things don't you."
He nodded as she grabbed her things and headed out with him.
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She enjoyed the wind whipping through her hair as they made their way around the block a few times.
"Now see a motorcycle is cool for rides like this and all but to me it's like a fun ride but it's not practical enough," she said as they got off the bike back in the parking garage.
"Since when was Maximista practical."
She gave out a laugh and slugged him.
"So anyway I think I need to do some things at the office so I'll call you later."
"I'll be waiting."
As she made her way to her own car conflicting thoughts flooded her mind while he picked up his cell.
"Milo, are you free..."
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Day three came and she was sitting at the Crimson office with Lulu.
"There is something different about you Maxie."
"Different how?"
"I don't know, you seem happier I guess."
"I am and you should be too."
"And why is that."
"Because I'm on the verge of promotion."
"So why should I be happy again."
"Because you'll be promoted from coffee girl to first assistant."
"While you..."
"Will be a featured writer."
"Right..."
Maxie's phone rang.
"Kate Howard's Office."
"Can you be out-front in ten minutes?"
"That's kind of vague."
"It's your break time isn't it...I want to take you to Kelly's."
"Fine, I'll be there."
Hanging up she looked over to Lulu.
"I'm off for my break; I've forwarded my calls to my cell if Kate needs to find me."
Lulu nodded and watched her go.
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Exiting the hotel she say a beautiful black mustang parked in front of he entrance with a male figure leaning against the side wearing a pair of well fitting jeans a slightly unbuttoned off white dress shirt and a brown suede jacket. A smile crept across her face.
"Nice car, where did you steal it from."
"For your information Stone Cold pays me rather well and so when you left the other day I called up Milo and we went shopping."
He smiled at her and she melted. Since when did Damian Spinelli's smile dazzle her so much?
"So to Kelly's."
"To Kelly's."
Arriving at the diner he was the perfect gentleman, he knew just what to do, just what to say.
"So, when are we going to play the field as it were?"
She smiled.
"You mean when is the big date."
He nodded.
"Is tomorrow night at Jake's too soon?"
"Sounds perfect."
They ate and engaged in small talk when he eyed the jukebox.
"Are you thinking of wacky scheme Spinelli."
"No, I was wondering if the Maximista cared for a dance."
"Here, now."
He nodded and she nodded back. Clapping his hands together with joy he headed to the contraption and tossed in his change as a soft tune plated on.
"I didn't know you could dance like this."
"My Granny made me go with her to dances at the community center."
She smiled and was pleased to know more things about him each day. Soon the song ended and she looked at the clock on the diner wall.
"Crap."
"You must go back to the office."
She nodded.
"Sadly yes."
"I'll drive you."
"I'd like that."
They arrived at the office and she wanted to cry...she was falling for him, which was impossible, he was her best friend right he couldn't be her boyfriend too could he.
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TBC
