20 UNDER THE TABLE

" Alex? " Alexander closed the door behind him as Andrew and Nova both said at the same time. He smiled as he noticed their expressions while still wearing his pyjamas.

" Is something wrong, Alex? " Nova asked, puzzled.

" Uh, no, I mean yes, " He stammered. " Uncle Andrew, what are you doing in my mother's room? " He said, grinning. " Are you two sweethearts? " He added pointedly, glancing between Nova and Andrew with his big eyeballs.

Nova colored. " Oh, no, we are not! " She exclaimed, her eyes a little wild.

" Yes, we are. " Andrew scowled.

" What? " Nova glanced up at him, fascinated by the expression on his face. " He is joking, Alex. Don't believe him. We are not sweethearts. "

Andrew eyebrows arched. " We are not? " He mused, liking the colour that came and went in her face. " I thought you were confessing your feelings to me a while ago. " He smirked.

His smile was purely provocative and she knew that he was deliberately mocking and teasing her.