Criss arched an eyebrow, "Or what, with your son's little frame?"
Matilda smoothed her hair back, "Thanks for your help."
"Please," Criss stood at the doorway, his features sharp and refined, "What haven't I seen of you before?"
Matilda laughed in annoyance, "Get out, I need to change."
"Alright, alright, Your Majesty," Criss turned and left, leaving Matilda and Logan behind. Logan whispered to his mother, "Mommy, Criss is really nice."
Matilda chuckled, knowing what her son was thinking, "One minute it's Adrian, the next it's Orson, and now you're telling me Criss is nice. Sweetie, what are you trying to say?"
Logan's face turned red, "I'm just saying! If you want to be with Criss, I won't stand in your way."
As long as it wasn't Yvan, he felt secure with his mother's choice.
Matilda ruffled Logan's hair, "What are you talking about? Criss and mommy are just good friends."
Why can't friends become family? Logan wondered. He knew Criss liked men, but he and his mom were so close, Criss could easily fill the role of a husband and take care of Matilda.
But Logan didn't ask further. The mother and son got dressed early in the morning, and Criss, now in a hoodie, was waiting outside. Seeing them, he raised an eyebrow, "Let's go."
He drove them to Pike's diner, where despite being a foreigner, Pike was skilled at making traditional Chinese breakfasts like soup dumplings, beef noodles, and pan-fried dumplings, making each dish as authentic as any Chinese meal.
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