The whims of a true alpha (m)

"Are you sure about this?" Andrew asked for the third time. He could tell that Maxwell was getting annoyed. 

"Andy, if I had thought it wasn't a good colour on you, I wouldn't have let my Father bring it into the house, nor would I have let it remain in my closet. Now, stop asking me silly questions and let me know if my shoes match my outfit." Maxwell ordered and Andrew sighed. 

He turned away from the full length mirror that had been placed in the room that was his new height and he turned to face the prettiest man he'd ever seen. Worrying about if his shoes matched the rest of his outfit. 

While Andrew was dressed head to toe in a light pink, Maxwell had called it blush, and matching shoes. He had floral prints on the inside of his jacket and on the back of his vest. His tie was done in the same pattern. He felt exactly like his father and was having a hard time fighting with himself.