Rhydian;
I watch a blush colour his cheeks, and I smile proudly at his reaction.
"You've started saying a lot of rubbish too." He mumbles as he reaches for the food and grabs more fish.
I just watch in silence as he eats, avoiding eye contact.
Silence stretches as I watch him eat, and he finally looks up at me.
"Stop staring at me. You'll make the food go down the wrong pipe!" He scolds, and I look away from him.
I didn't realise I'd been staring.
"Aren't you hungry? Eat too. This is too much for just me." He adds, and my brows knot as I look over at the plate.
Too much?
"Elián, this is a healthy portion. You're going to need to add some weight if you're going to carry a baby. Besides, you need a bit more skin on you; otherwise, everyone will think we don't feed you right." I reply, and he hums between mouthfuls.
Is he even paying any attention to me?
Alana is right. This little man is a big foodie.
