Jeffersons POV:
I clean the kitchen until Alex comes. Madison is in New York with Washington so we had a few days to ourselves.
I see Alex step off the carriage red as a tomato. He looked so nervous.
Honestly I was too.
"Jefferson?"
"Glad your here Hamilton"
"Oh Mr.Jefferson, why must we keep our affairs so formal."
He reached his hands around my hips and kisses me deeply.
I pull away.
"Inside, I don't want someone to see."
He slams the door and walks through the doors.
