Even if she weren't the heiress, some small part of Stefan would've still hesitated. It wasn't his nature to ask for such things! He manages a smile, though. “For next time, then.”
There will be a next time, since Zara's usual friends bailed on her (and as her loyal uncle / family protector, he apparently has nothing better to do.) When Maggie asks which piece, he has to think about it - he loved it all. Sure, he leaned towards the poetry and the more action-adventure oriented stories, but he'd always been a voracious reader. If he could get his hands on it, he'd try it.
“I don't know if I can narrow it down,” he finally admits. “I loved your last collection of poems, but your entire body of work speaks for itself.”
His praise is equally as genuine; he's here more for Maggie the writer, not Maggie the pharmaceutical heiress. Well, that and Zara, but he practically lived with the kid.
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There will be a next time, since Zara's usual friends bailed on her (and as her loyal uncle / family protector, he apparently has nothing better to do.) When Maggie asks which piece, he has to think about it - he loved it all. Sure, he leaned towards the poetry and the more action-adventure oriented stories, but he'd always been a voracious reader. If he could get his hands on it, he'd try it.
“I don't know if I can narrow it down,” he finally admits. “I loved your last collection of poems, but your entire body of work speaks for itself.”
His praise is equally as genuine; he's here more for Maggie the writer, not Maggie the pharmaceutical heiress. Well, that and Zara, but he practically lived with the kid.