Chapter 1Alexei and Donal’s townhouse
Late tea, family dining room
Friday, first week of April
Julio sat across from Alexei and Donal. They had high tea late, at five, and Donal ate an astounding number of sandwiches and cream cakes. “You’re going to turn into a cream cake,” Julio told him.
Donal giggled and picked up another one. “I can’t wait for tomorrow. I want you to meet Etienne, Alexei’s single friend.”
“Don’t go and try to fix me up. I have places to go, things I want to do. I’m about to attend school and with Alexei’s help, I’m going to open my salon. By the way, Alexei, I’ll pay you back, every dime, because I intend to be a success.”
“I believe you.” The doorbell rang. Alexei frowned. “I wasn’t expecting anyone else today.”
Boris came down to the family dining room. “Mr.
