𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓔𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷

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Dylan and I walked downstairs behind Liam and Fallon. Alexis was doing some weird workout with Gustav. Gustav is the masseuse well the one Sam uses but he was also a fitness trainer. Most of us just went to Nathan for advice on working out and fitness.

"You know, Gustav... said these floors are more shock-absorbent than the ones in the loft," Alexis said.

"There isn't enough padding in the world to absorb you," Fallon said. "This was Steven's going-away breakfast, not a revival of Flashdance," Fallon said.

"I can't believe our siblings haven't been scared by that performance," I said sitting down next to Dylan.

"Going away?" Alexis asked.

"I'm going to D.C. to meet with our federal reps about getting more technology education in schools. It's my campaign. Make sure Atlanta's students stay competitive," Steven said.

"Relax. No one's recording," Fallon said. I laughed.

"Well, I for one am so proud of you. And I am doubly glad to join you for breakfast," Alexis said.

"Oh, God," Cristal said.

"Too late," Fallon said.

"Can you pass the orange juice, Celia?" Alexis asked.

"Rude," Sam said.

"Oh, sorry. Cristal. A little birdie told me that you used to go by Celia. I see why you changed it. Sounds like that disease when people pretend they can't eat bread," Alexis said.

"I'll take my breakfast upstairs," Cristal said. We all looked at Alexis.

"What? Lots of people go by other names. Nicknames, middle names. Hmm, this is a fun ice-breaker. Dylan, what's your middle name?" Alexis asked.

"It's Mrs. Spencer Carrington-Ridley," I said. Dylan smiled kissing me.

"You two aren't getting married for a while Spencer," Fallon said.

"Liam. What's your middle name?" Alexis asked.

"It's--" Liam was cut off by Fallon.

"Doesn't have one," Fallon said.

"You sure about that, Fallon? Takes longer to adopt a dog than it took my daughter to marry you," Alexis said.

"Okay, we're tapping out, too. But if Liam and I need any advice on how to grow old alone, we'll ping you. Steven, I'll miss you at the La Perla party," Fallon said standing up.

"Buy me something Dad wouldn't wear," Steven said.

"It's the women's line, but okay," Fallon said.

"Run?" Dylan asked. I nodded. We ran out of the dining room up the stairs. "So, you, me, date tonight?"

"What are you thinking?" I asked.

"Pizza and video games," Dylan said.

"Wow romance at its finest," Fallon teased.

"Says the one that got married after what 5 minutes?" I teased. Fallon smacked me on top of my head.

"If you're not doing anything productive go look at my car for me," Fallon said tossing me her keys. I kissed Dylan before walking back downstairs. I walked out to where Fallon's car was parked.

Timeskip

Dylan walked out of the manor while I was taking a look at Fallon's car.

"I've got to go to college but I'll see you later," Dylan said.

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