It's not much later, in Isabella's room, that she asks:
"So... is Alex really a dom?"
"Good boy." She kisses the top of his head. "I like you submissive to me but I don't require you to be submissive at me, let alone when I'm not around, if that makes sense."
"It does, and yeah, I've kinda noticed this," he grins. "I could be submissive at you if you wanted. Wouldn't change all that much, I'm pretty much on the edges of subspace whenever you're around."
"I like you how you are. I'm actually kind of tickled by the fact that you run around not acting particularly subby until I in particular give you a push."
"Oh, nice, where are we eating? Also, maybe a bit early, but," he opens his bag to rummage through it for an egg-shaped candy, and offers it to Alex. "Happy Easter!"
"Ooh, thanks! Brazilian barbecue place, it's a bit of a drive, good thing your train wasn't late. Hope you're hungry, it's all you can eat."
"They'll bring us meat, some of it weird meat, and there's a salad bar. And grilled pineapple."
She leans across the backseat to kiss him. Alex, eyes firmly on the road, only sighs when he hears the noise.
"So, how've you been?" he asks his dom's twin when they're done kissing.
"Been okay, not doing so hot in physics, too much math when I show up in a science mood."
"Like, it's a science class, and then it's full of equations, but it's still a science class. Throws me off."