I walk back into the living room with a smile on my face, hoping no one can see my disgust towards Mr. Jefferson.

Mr. Hamilton was sitting on the left couch with Mr. Mulligan. Mr. Lafayette was with Mr. Jefferson on the right couch. I stood next to Mr. Hamilton and try to listen on what they were talking about.

" So Lafayette...how was your trip to the states?" Asked Mr. Hamilton.

" Very exhausting mom ami. I miss France dearly, but I had to see my dearest friends." He smiles. He turns over to Mr. Jefferson and rolls his eyes. " Ze queen was asking for you Jefferson. She wonders when you're coming back."

" Tell her I said very soon. I plan to continue our treaty and help with their war." Mr. Jefferson says confidently.

Mr. Hamilton's eyes widens and laughs. " Now Jefferson...you aren't serious about that, are you?"

" Why sure I am. France has done so much for me and my country. It's our duty to help in return."

I faze out the rest of the conversation since it's rude to be in people's business. I only focused on my numb legs. I stood there by Mr. Hamilton's side for more than an hour. The four men mostly argued. I have never saw Mr. Hamilton so heated from an argument or seen so much loathing for Mr. Jefferson. They talked much about a Mr. Washington, who I assume is their boss. After much arguing, Eliza and Angelica walk out of the kitchen and signaled to Mr. Hamilton that dinners was ready.

As the four men had dinner in the fancy dinning room, the sisters and I ate in the kitchen. I ran to the island and sat. I couldn't feel my legs.

Angelica gives me a small plate of roast beef and sadly smiles. " How are you feeling?"

" My legs hurt and I have a small headache. Overall, I'm doing ok." I grab a fork and shove the food into my mouth. You can still hear arguing in the dining room. I peak from the creek of the door and see Mr. Lafayette on the table. He was speaking violently in French while pointing at Mr. Jefferson. Mr. Mulligan was on the side of the table with a worried look. Mr. Hamilton and Mr. Jefferson had food all over their suits and hair screaming at each other. I quickly closed the door.

" What's going on in there?" Eliza asked.

" You don't want to know-"

" Laurens! Peggy!" Mr. Hamilton yells. A shock of fear runs through me as my name echos in my ear. I walk into the dining room seeing that the wall were also covered in roast beef and mashed potatoes. Peggy quickly walks in and gasped a little at the site of the room. " Peggy. Wash Mr. Washington's suit and give him one of my old ones. Laurens, help me get washed up."

I froze. He wants to do what?
" Mulligan and Lafayette...it will only take me a short minute to get ready. Mind if you wait?"
They both nod and walk back to the living room. " Jefferson, once you are done I want you out of my home immediately. Thank you for your time." Mr. Hamilton says through gritted teeth. Mr. Jefferson rolls his eyes and walk out of the dinning room with Peggy behind him. It was only Mr. Hamilton and I in the room.

" Laurens after we are done, you are off the rest of the night." He says walking out of the room. " Yes sir." I say quickly following in behind to his room. ( hehehehehe they about to get freaky!?! Jk )

I usually don't go into Mr. Hamilton bedroom unless I am told to clean in here. It's very well put together. Not much decor but not boring. Like his office, he has piles of books on the walls, except their more neat.

We walk into the master bathroom and I turn on the bath water. Mr. Hamilton starts to undress so I start to walk out. " Wait." He commands. " I need to give you my suit."

I nod and stand at the doorway. I looked at the walls forcing my eyes to not stare at Mr. Hamilton.

I catch a glimpse of his body and...

Oh my lord.

I feel my cheeks heat up as I stare at Mr. Hamilton. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off his arms and shoulders. He wasn't swallowed with muscles nor skinny to the bone. He was right in the middle which looked rather.....nice. His trousers were still on yet I was able to control myself to only look at the upper half of his body. " Laurens are you alright?"

I look up to see Mr. Hamilton giving me a concern look. My face heats up even more in embarrassment. I quickly turn my eyes facing the sink in nod. In the corner of my eye I see him smile. Not much of a friendly one with concern, but rather devilish while giving me his dirty suit.

After the tub was filled, I shut off the faucet. " Laurens you are free to go. I have a blue suit in my closet. Put it on the bed and leave." He says grabbing a towel from hook next to the tub.

I nod and walk out of the bathroom. I close the door and walk to the closet. I take out his blue suit and carefully place it on the bed.

When leaving Mr. Hamilton room, I sigh in relief. I can't believe I witnessed Mr. Hamilton in such an.....inappropriate way. I can't believe that he chose me, out of anyone else to do this job.

I can't believe I somewhat liked what I saw.