"How are we supposed to do this?" Bruce asked, sipping his coffee and chuckling under his breath. Who knew he'd find a soulmate outside of his lavish parties. He was almost grateful that he hadn't met you at one of them, even if it meant he had to go kind of in disguise to see you.

He had a ratty gray sweater on, the hood flipped up. And some sunglasses.

"From now on I want to meet either at my mansion or at restaurants I pick," He added, sitting back in his seat and looking you up an down. Soulmates, great. Just another thing he'd have to worry about, just another person he'd have to keep safe by keeping them in the dark.