Foxglove - Insincerity

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Continuation of under the desk (tulip)

around the corner

"You aren't sorry at all!"

"Nope. Not even a little."

"You fucking asshole! I don't know how you did it but I am going to murder you!"

Soul just laughed at his phone. He was going to have to lay low for a while it seemed from his brother's texts. Maybe he could go find Maka and hide under her desk again. That worked out rather well. He'd left in a hurry because she had started to threaten him with that book of hers (which was kinda new and exciting, most women just swooned when he met them), and gone in the opposite direction of his brother.

The hotel was enormous, there was an entire shopping mall underneath the lobby and a million restaurants (he had a goal to try them all), plus nearly fifty floors of suites. It really shouldn't be that hard to hide from Wes. Maybe he could take Maka out for lunch at one of those restaurants, he did sort of owe her big time.

But, in the same way he was expecting it to be hard for Wes to find him, he wasn't entirely sure he could find her desk again. It hadn't been in the main lobby, fuck, where was that?

He wandered for a while, it was nice to be away from all the security and cameras. So far no one recognized him as he went through the mall, but he did buy a beanie to help hide his hair. God, his mother would murder him if she saw him in a suit with a beanie, the thought made him grin.

Not really paying attention and texting his brother back, Soul walked around a corner and smacked right into someone. His phone went flying, the person went flying, he went flying, and they all kind of ended up in a pile on the floor.

"Damn, sorry- Maka?!"

"Oh my god, not you again!" Her face was bright red and Soul finally registered that his hand was definitely on her breast and it was the perfect size. "Get off!"

Soul rolled off her and pocketed his phone. "Sorry, didn't mean to. You okay?"

"God, you are just trouble!"

"I'll take that as a yes, was just thinking of you though. Want to get lunch?"

The look she gave him was priceless. Completely flabbergasted with bright pink cheeks. It was sorta cute.

"No! Thank you, but no."

"You sure?" He asked and offered her a hand to help her up. She had changed out of her hotel uniform and was in a plain dress and a sweater, it suited her better than the sharp lines of the blazer she had been wearing before (although, he hadn't gotten a look at her ass in the pencil skirt, that might be to die for), but the softer fabric and colors suited her so much more. Her hair was down too, a few strands pulled back and damn. She was gorgeous.

And this was coming from a prince who'd grown up around celebrities and some of the most beautiful people in the world.

Yet, here was this girl with green eyes and a brandishing a book who was caught him in a way he'd never expected.

"Yes! You are trouble and I really don't need any more trouble."

"Wait, please? Can I convince you? I owe you, and I would really like to take you out."

She glared at him and bit her lip, "why?"

"Ah, cause...you're different. Never met someone like you." It was sort of weird to be so honest and totally forgoing his usual cocky demeanor.

Maka kept eyeing him, looking for something in his face. "Fine. But only because I haven't eaten lunch yet."

He knew he was grinning from ear to ear and probably looked like a fool, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He had a date.