"Leo, eat your food." Celine said ruffling his hair to cut off the sudden tension his question had awakened at the dinner table. The past was a bit awkward and it might ruin the moment, so she brushed it off.
Celine placed a plate in front of Tristan, as if it was something she had always done.
These past few days felt unreal, at the same time she was trying to get used to seeing these warm moments of him interacting with the kids.
"Try this." She said softly as she placed a dish in his plate, "It's Leah's favorite."
Leah immediately leaned over. "No! Daddy has to eat from my plate!"
Before anyone could react, she scooped up some food with her spoon and stretched it toward Tristan's mouth. "Open!"
Tristan froze as the spoon hovered near his closed lips, for a split second, the powerful CEO of the Grayson Corp, who could command boardrooms and control empires, found himself completely at a loss.
