An Alexander Hamilton Love Story (Book 1)

Chapter 7~ Almost A Wonderful Day...

HEY EVERYBODY! I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE ALL ENJOYING THE STORY. I TRY TO ADD SOME THINGS IN HERE SO YOU CAN HAVE AS MUCH CHOICE SINCE, YOU KNOW, IT IS YOUR STORY. BUT THE THING IS I KNOW NOTHING OF COOKING.

SO WHEN YOU GUYS GET TO THE LITTLE PART I PUT  IN, TRY NOT TO LAUGH CAUSE I TRIED. 😂😂😂 SO YEAH. ENJOY.

Y/N's

You found yourself sitting yet again at Alexander's table. You have kindly tried to persuade him into letting you go home, but every time he strongly refused. So here you were. You both ate in comfortable silence, yesterday's dispute not really an issue any more.

You swallowed some [insert a nice breakfast food] and looked at Alex. "So, when am I allowed to leave and go home?" Alex gave you a playful glance and looked back down at his plate. "Oh I don't know. When you are able to keep your feisty, irrational fighting fists under control, maybe then?" You laughed and raised your eyebrows. "Fighting fists?" Alex laughed and pointed his fork at you. "Shut up. I am associated with high, political figures. I can kill you in my own home and cover it up like it was nothing." You rolled your eyes and smirked. "Oh sure, I would love to see you try."

Alex and you connected eyes for a brief moment then burst into hearty laughter. You took a sip of [insert a nice breakfast drink] and tried to settle yourself. "Oh god Alex you are a crazy man..." you giggled as you stood to collect your plate. Alex had finally settled down along with you. "Oh, I am a crazy man? Sure, alright tell everyone that 'Mad Alex' is a crazy man come to steal your children and beer." You made a loud guffaw. "Children and beer? Those two specifically?" You crossed your arms and leaned by the sink.

Alex stood and gathered his own plate and cup. "Yes." He came beside you and put his plate in the sink. He looked at you and smirked. "And I might be tempted to steal other...goods along the way." You fought down a harsh blush and forced a light-hearted chuckle. "Oh? What goods?" Alex winked. "Women, of course." Your stomachs did a small sad pang. You laughed. "Oh right, pardon my ignorance." You smiled and leaned off of the counter.

You were about to just head up to your room to read or find another way to persuade Alex to let you go, when you felt a hand land on your elbow. "Hold on, would you like to go out today?" You turned and looked at Alex. "What?" Alex shrugged. "I mean it's a nice day, and I have a few errands to run myself. And since I don't want you going home yet-"  You groaned annoyedly out loud at his comment. Alex huffed. "Look I believe it would be fun. Are you coming or do I have to force you?"

You hid your giddy excitement and assumed a nonchalant and slightly offended. "Alex I do not need a baby-sitter-" "Hm. Doubtful dear friend." Alex smirked and you glared at him. Finally, you finally cracked a small smile. "Fine. Yes let's go." Alex clapped your back and smiled wide. "Great! I'll go change."

He rushed off and you thought of your ugly, worn and smelly suite upstairs. You grunted. "I guess I'll just...change as well."

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Y/N'S POV

Thankfully before you both had left the house Alex had picked out a different suite for you. You snagged a carriage and you both hopped in and rode along peacefully. You noticed his satchel for the first time. You pointed to it. "So what errands are you running?" Alex shrugged slightly. "I need to run by the market, drop off some papers-" he patted the satchel. "and maybe go shopping for a new part suite. Since the best one I gave you ended up being ruined." You blushed bashfully. "I'm sorry." Alex smiled. "No its alright. I was wanting a new one anyways."