Lara sipped her tea with a relaxed expression. She had gotten the admission she was looking for, but she couldn't just leave after troubling Mary Dixon like that. She'd better stay a little longer and avoid mentioning Pike, not to hurt her friend's feelings even more.
Jaden had stopped staring at the night scenery and had moved his attention to another painting featuring fruits on a table. His head was tilted, his forehead wrinkled because he was analysing the strokes of the painter.
When he got tired, he reached Lara and sat by her side. He nibbled on a cookie while looking for a way to get closer to his mommy without anyone noticing. He didn't want to interrupt her chat with Mary Dixon. He knew his mommy liked to chat with her friends.
When Lara's hand reached his head for a caress, Jaden closed his eyes and enjoyed the light touch with a smile.
At least, his mommy always knew when he needed her. Not like Nate.