@mcgeeclxn Continued from here
Alexander looks down at the pipsqueak. “No, I dinnae think I was. I’m just keeping an eye on you. Don’t think I’m not overly protective of my sisters, so I need to make sure that you’re a true gentle lad, rather than one of those arseholes she usually brings home…”
It’s a wonder Howie doesn’t feel absolutely minuscule in the presence of Alexander McGee. When Jacqui suggested he meet her family, he hadn’t expected it would end in a great Scottish giant towering over him. He expected something a little different.
“Um… I’m not an arse. Well, i don’t think I am. Then again, you haven’t heard my work mates talk about me before I’ve had any coffee,” he laughs. Better to ease the tension with bad jokes than to get on the bad side of a man who could more likely than not break every bone in his body, given the incentive.