Adrienne hesitated for a while and finally dragged her legs over to the bed. She sat down, crossing her sexy slim legs.
"Yes, Papi -"
"Don't call me that, I hate it," he shunned, locking his serious eyes with hers.
Adrienne sighed and nodded, she could tell it was time to get serious, "I understand. What do I call you when we're alone? I just need to make sure I'm following all your rules here." She said quietly.
"Alexander is fine," He replied, drumming his fingers on his knee, a habit he suddenly realised he'd learned from watching a certain someone.
"Fuck," He muttered under his breath.
"What?" Adrienne asked.
Alexander shook his head, "Listen. I know you're trying to play your part. But, don't overdo it. What you did with my mom down there was over the top. Do you understand?" He asked sternly.
