"Open your mouth," Selene said to him, smiling as she brought the spoon close to his lips.
"I can eat myself, Mom," he chuckled.
"Hayes," she glared playfully. "Just taste this."
He laughed and did as his mother told him to.
"Oh God," he swooned. "This is delicious, Maa."
"You like it?" She grinned, her eyes filled with joy.
"I love anything you cook. You know that," he smiled at her, kissing her forehead.
"Okay, great. Now you're gonna eat all of it."
"What?" He asked with wide eyes. "Mom, you cooked a whole pot of it."
"So? I made it for you, and I want my son to eat it," she shrugged, mixing the contents of the utensil.
"I can't eat all of it," he laughed.
"Well then throw it away," she shrugged. "No one else is touching. I made it for you, and only you'll eat it."
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