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Robin smiled politely and walked into the elevator, her heels clicking against the floor.
Robin smiled politely and walked into the elevator, her heels clicking against the floor.
Lucas stepped in after her, pressing the button for the ground floor. As the doors closed, he leaned against the rail around the walls of the elevator, looking over at Robin. "I'm going to have to tip Enrique double. He really knows his dresses, that's for sure. You really do look gorgeous."
A pink tinge quickly reappeared on Robin's face. "Th-Thank you, sir," she whispered, her eyes locking with his for a moment before she looked away.
"I really wish you wouldn't call me that." Lucas said, wrinkling his nose with a frown. "It makes me feel old. Lucas works just fine, love."
"Oh, sorry, sir. I mean, Lucas!" she fixed her mistake quickly.
He managed to keep a straight face for almost a minute, before he was laughing.
Robin blinked her wide eyes and blushed quickly. "I-I'm sorry, si– Lucas." Dammit! she cursed herself in her head.
"God, you apologize a lot." Lucas managed to spit out, still trying to quiet his laughter.
"Is that a bad thing?" Robin asked worriedly. She'd never thought that she apologized too much. When you do something stupid, you apologize for it, Robin. It's that simple, her mother told her sharply.
"No, no." Lucas assured her, shaking his head as he managed some composure. "It's adorable. Just know you really don't have to."
"Oh… alright," she replied, smoothing her hair gently. Adorable?
His lips quirked up into a small, warm smile as the elevator doors dinged, and he gestured for her to step out first.
She smiled shyly and politely at him as she stepped out into the lobby of the building.
He followed her into the lobby, giving the man sitting at the secretary's desk a nod as they passed. There was a black car waiting for them on the curb, and Lucas pulled open the door to the back seat, gesturing for Robin to slide in.
Robin blushed a bit – she wasn't used to having the door held for her – and slipped into the car. She felt the richness of the seats supporting her and smiled absently.
Lucas made his way around to the other side of the car, leaning in the driver's open window to speak quietly, before slipping into the back seat. "When was your last meal, love?"
Robin blinked and thought about it. She hadn't really thought about eating all day… she'd been so busy. But those weren't the only reasons… "Um– I had a yogurt this morning," she recollected weakly. That's not a good thing, Robin.
Lucas's lips pulled down in a frown as he looked over at her. "And nothing else?" He wasn't exactly one to talk, but that didn't mean he wasn't worried. "We aren't leaving the restaurant until you've eaten an entire meal, that's for sure."
"You don't have to do that for me, sir. I'm fine." She winced as she realized her mistake. "I mean, Lucas."
"I may not have to, but I am going to." He said, tone brooking no argument.
Robin looked over at him, then quickly looked back down at her lap. "Alright," she said softly.
Lucas let a small smile flicker onto his face, leaning back in his seat. "Are there any allergies you have that I should be worried about?"
"No," she answered. Her leg bounced anxiously, and she put her folded hands on her knee to get it to stop.
"Nothing to worry about then. I used the epi-pen I keep on me last week, and I haven't had time to get a new one." He glanced over, noting her knee bouncing before she stopped it. "Are you alright, love?"
She mentally chided herself for letting her nervousness show. "I'm fine." He didn't have any allergies that she knew of. Should she know? Did he just carry one for emergencies that others had? She should know if he did! Stupid, Robin, pay more attention!
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