Chapter 40: Brunch with Daisy
Alastair sighs and rolls his eyes despite what warmth he might feel from his loved ones getting along. He pushes a telepathic link between them just to complain.
“Aren’t you early? We’ve barely ordered,” he mentally asks Virdia while his face remains painfully pleasant. Azazel slides in next to him and gives him a soft smile.
“Daisy! So nice to finally meet you!” Virdia exclaims, completely ignoring Alastair. Oliver giggles at her. “That’s an amazing dress, where did you get it?” she adds with an amused twinkle in her eye.
“Oh this? I just picked it up,” Oliver responds easily in his more feminine tone.
It’s almost frightening how good he’s gotten at it. Alastair resigns himself to watching how much Oliver enjoys the charade with extreme fondness rather than dwelling on how nice it would have been to have more time alone. They’ll have time later—-he hopes.