~Theodosia's POV~

I looked out the window, waiting for Philip. I was so excited to go to his party. I'm surprised his father is even letting me go, since he hates my father with all his heart, but maybe Eliza convinced him. I saw the light of a carriage come down the street. I quickly ran down the stairs and flung open the front door. There stood Philip. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he was in a beautiful black velvet suit. He looked at me up and down.

"Wow Theo, that's a beautiful color on you," He stuttered.

"Why thank you Philip," I responded. God why was I so nervous. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the carriage. He helped me in and sat next to me. We talked and giggled the whole ride there.

As we approached Philip's house, we were in a line of carriages. Numerous people I didn't know were getting out, and soon it was our turn. Philip linked arms with me and we walked in the Hamilton House. It was packed in a room full of people. The first thing I saw was a tall man in a vibrant magenta suit with puffy hair. It was Thomas Jefferson.

"Theodosia is that you?" He asked turning around.

"Secretary Jefferson it is good to see you again," I said with a curtsy. He bowed back.

"I must say you do look beautiful this evening," he smirked, bending down and kissing my hand. I turned bright pink.

"Get your hands off her Jefferson," Philip hissed. His face was bright red and his fist was clench.

"Woah woah Pipsqueak I didn't know she was yours, calm down," Jefferson said backing away. That's when Alexander came over.

"Jefferson are you aggravating my son?" He asked, his voice stern and his eyes narrowed. Jefferson's jaw dropped to the floor.

"Oh my god I didn't recognize Philip I-I-um," Thomas stuttered. I hadn't talked to him in years. Him and my father were good friends when I was younger, but I still saw him occasionally. Does he like me?

"Keep telling yourself that Jefferson. I invited you here to try and get along, and I'm sure we can do that if you stop bothering his son and his date!" Alexander yelled. Thomas looked almost scared of Alexander.

"I'm sorry Philip I really didn't know it was you, you've grown into a fine young man since the last time I saw you," Jefferson said extending his hand for Philip to shake. He was hesitant, but he did eventually shake it.

"Oh it's no problem Secretary Jefferson, I must agree with you though she is very beautiful." I blushed. Thomas smiled and walked away and approached James Madison.

"I'm sorry about that Theo," Philip said as we walked around the house.

"Philip!" A voice called. I turned around to see a woman in a light pink dress.

"Angelica!" Philip yelled, running into her arms.

"And is this the beautiful Theodosia you've been telling me about?" She asked, looking at me.

"Yes this is. Theodosia met my aunt Angelica Church." I quickly curtsied.

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Church," I said.

"Please just call me Angelica," She said with a curtsy back. I smiled.

"Anyway Auntie Angelica I think Theo and I are gonna go hangout in my room," Philip said. Angelica nodded.

As we walked back through the house, a slow song began to play. Alexander was across the room with a smirk on his face. What was he planning. Philip turned bright pink.

"Theodosia may I have the honor of this dance," he said, looking around the room as other people started to dance.

"Of course," I replied, taking his hand. We slowly began to dance. His arm wrapped around my lower waist. I couldn't stop looking at his hair.

"Why do you keep staring at my hair?" Philip whispered.

"You look cute with your hair up," I whispered back. He blushed. As the song began to end, Philip put his hand under my chin pulling my face to his. Our lips slowly met. I closed my eyes, I wanted this moment to last forever.

"THEODOSIA!" A voice boomed. I quickly turned around. There stood my father and he did not look happy with me.