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Alexander Wrekin 
Alex gulped and cast a glance around himself. Taking Gretchen by the hand he led them to a more secluded corner. "You... you mean it, Gretch? I thought... well I thought you might have your eyes on someone else. Like... someone more important or something," he said, his eyes boring into hers with a great deal of intensity.
Charles was probably going to murder him. He didn't care though. He was sick and tired of pining over Gretchen. Sick of it! Charles D'Isigny might be higher in the food chain than him, but Gretchen chose HIM. His little heart fluttered a bit and a wide smile stretched his lips.
She KNEW what he did and she still liked him. "I feel the same way about you, Gretchen. I just... thought you might not reciprocate the feelings," he said as he leaned closer, whispering in her ear. He wanted so badly to kiss her right then and there. SO BADLY. He was afraid that it would be seen as inappropriate though, like she had said.
Allowing him to lead her further away from the table, Gretchen chose to stare at the ground. He was going to break it to her gently, wasn't he? That was so much like him. She had ruined their friendship, Gretchen was sure of it. When they came to a stop, she lifted her head.
Someone else? Gretchen blinked, confused as to who he could possibly be talking about. Slowly, she shook her head. "I wouldn't tell you if I didn't mean it, Alex." She said sincerely, "And while I admire Lord Borr for his work, I believe he's much too old for me." Though she intended that part as a little joke, she couldn't help but wonder if that's who Alexander had thought of. It couldn't have been though, just .. err, no.
As a smile took over his face, Gretchen felt the familiar motion of butterflies in her stomach and bit her lower lip. "You do?" She asked in the same soft voice that would be nearly impossible for anyone but him to hear, almost in disbelief. She certainly hadn't expected him to return the feeling, but it brought her hope. Reaching a hand to gently touch the side of his face, Gretchen's eyes never left his. "I can't imagine why you would think I wouldn't."