I managed to hold my laughter in.
God forbid I laugh in front of these assholes.
The moment Alec told him about the call, I had sneaked a glance his way. And the moment I did, I noticed what he was wearing and my mouth briefly hung open in shock.
He was wearing a crisp light-blue dress shirt and a silk tie in a darker blue. His usually messy hair was now swept back from his handsome face and his beard was trimmed. But the crazy asshole had put on track pants instead of trousers. And he was wearing slides on his feet.
I glanced at Alec who was done getting pissy with Christopher as soon as he left and was now filling the coffee filter. Alec, unlike Christopher, never walked around in a hoodie or sweatpants. Never looked around looking like he needed a shave, a bath or a haircut. Rig
