<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/5eNdU7D.jpg)</div>He hid a light chuckle at her refusal to be awed and wowed by implicit extravagance.  An act of pride that was rare in his presence.  Everyone had a price or so his older brother always said, but every once in a while he was proven wrong by fascinating characters like Miss Hawkins.  That expression and head shake reminded Solomon of himself at times when he heard about this or that stunt from within the princely circles.  It was part of why he was here alone in a sharp but straightforward suit, and why Miss Abigale could stand there and talk with him plainly like they were both normal people.<br/><br/>But of course there was more to this.  His groin tingled with the soft press of the magazine spine as she pointed out a suggestion or two, but besides knowing where to use them he had a feeling she was not used to explaining to others.  Did she enjoy a bit of anal then in private?  Or was she a virgin and feared the prince would demand to have her first time on an airplane for a paycheck?<br/><br/>"You're absolutely right, you know.  It's become a tiresome habit with people always expecting them like they were gratuity or a tip.  Your honesty is appreciated," he nodded before lifting her hand from the page in his palm up to his lips to kiss the back of it.  Then releasing her he added, "But that is what makes it a gift.  Maybe for once I can find out what it feels like to give to someone who doesn't shamefully expect it."  Then closing the magazine shut before either Abigale flushed completely red or Solomon enticed her into the airport bathroom for the next twenty minutes he asked, "I'm not keeping you from your duties, am I?"  She was here to earn her pay honestly after all.