Mom was already back and watching me as I turned away from where Sebastian had stood. Her eyes twinkled, a naughty look on her face as she closed the kitchen door behind her.
Damn flushing reflex. He'd just told me we couldn't be together, hadn't he? And I was still all fangirl gooey over him.
Mom had the decency not to say anything, just crossed the room and hugged me.
"I thought you had a meeting?" I didn't mean to be grumpy. She let me go, retrieved her wine.
"I rescheduled," she said. Shocking. "Not often my daughter and grandson come to visit."
I felt Gabriel twitch in his sleep, disturbed a little. Probably gas. Then, he sighed and settled again.
"He's still passed out," I say by way of a hint.
Mom's pout flashed across her face so fast I giggled.
We sat again, she at the end of the table with her wine, me picking at the cheese tray as we talked. Funny, I wasn't ready to go home yet, just enjoying my mother's company.