EXCERPT: In Vogue - Advice from Luciano
âAhhh, nice to meet you. Havenât seen you before. Are you new to our game?â Lucianoâs eyes are smiling, and his hand rests on Alexanderâs elbow as if theyâre old friends.
âItâs an honor. Iâve been a huge fan since I was a child.â Alexander looks like itâs Christmas morning, his eyes bright and his smile spread wide.
At Alexanderâs compliment, Luciano bows his head, his smile still present. Throwing his arms in the air, he gasps.
âHow happy this makes me, to know Miles found someone this sweet. Look at you two, glowing!â
Before Miles even has time to recover, Alexander takes a deep breath and answers. âOh, we arenât together! I havenât even kissed him yet, but Iâm working on it.â
Itâs ridiculous, but also a lot confusing, the way Milesâs insides twist when Alexander looks at him after confirming his obvious attraction to Miles to the biggest fashion icon of their generation.
Miles isnât sure, but he suddenly feels as though he can hear colors.
He sees Lucianoâs head bouncing up and down, eyes brimming with tears from laughing. Did he actually space out?
When the designer speaks again, heâs looking at Alexander.
âDonât give up on him, the first time I saw him he was cool as a cucumber; closed off, all work. And then he puts all his effort into bringing me back to the industry, shows more passion than anyone Iâve ever seen before. Soon enough, Margaret sees it too, and look at us now. Iâm back and heâs the king!â
The laugh takes him over again as he continues, unfazed by the world around him. âEverything looks better in the morning. If he doesnât open his door for you today, knock again tomorrow!â
Alexanderâs like a ray of sunshine next to him, smiling kindly at Roberto, his gaze flickering between the two men heâs standing with.
Itâs not that Miles doesnât get compliments. Getting them from your personal heroes though, thatâs a nice change. Miles takes note to not let this slip from his memory. Not sure what heâs focusing on more, the words he was rewarded with or Alexanderâs unspoken, heavy reaction to them, he vows to himself to remember the moment as a whole.
When they finally escape the backstage hustle, itâs to fierce Paris sunshine and vivid streets, busy with media and lined-up cars waiting to take guests to the next show.
Alexander turns to him as soon as they are out the door, but not before checking if someone is listening in around them.
âWanna kill the time before Saab with me? Iâm taking Robertoâs advice.â
And when Miles informs Alexander he shouldnât, Alexander doesnât seem to want to hear it. Instead, he walks over to Milesâs car.
The man is full of wonders, as Miles can never spot his designated car without Sabineâs help. Masking his amazement, he follows suit and climbs in when Alexander opens the door for him, and they ride in silence. Milesâs nerve endings are on alert and heâs aware of every breath Alexander takes. It should bother him, but mostly heâs just lost. Alexanderâs legs are long next to his, and heâs leaning on the door, his eyes locked on the passing surroundings.
Miles falls in love with Paris a bit more.
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