A little earlier that evening and in the Trimshaw Hills residence, after Flora carried Collin out of the room while his parents made out, she led the child into the chef's kitchen downstairs. Flora still couldn't stop blushing when she remembered the scene of Jorge and Mirabel's intense kiss session in front of them. I mean, it was one thing to hear of the deed and another thing actually to see it!
Jorge's eyes had not even bothered with his son at that moment. It was clear that Jorge loved Collin but Jorge longed for his wife around the clock and he made no secret of that fact.
Flora frantically fanned herself while Collin sat quietly on a high stool nearby, sipping his milk.
"Aunt Flora, are you feeling hot?" Collin asked as he tilted his head and examined his aunt's flushed face.
