Alexander
Gideon sat on the couch in the lounge room. The sales attendant draped a tape around my shoulder to get the measurement for my adjustment of the suit I intended to wear to Elaine's family's dinner. "Is her grandmother aware of the agreement you two made?"
"Not yet. I am not worried about getting her favor."
"Of course, you are everyone's favorite. My father never fails to remind me I need to be more like Alexander!" He imitated Mr. Davidson's voice.
"Not my fault you are a renowned rebellious devil," I chuckled. "Be more like me," I joked.
"And Elaine? Have you told her yet?" He seemed furious for her sake; I was as well.
"She is aware of it, but she would rather keep things discreet at the moment."
Gideo bulged his eyes. "What?! She knows they are having an affair behind
