Cute Leo

“Mom!” Leo called out as he ran his way to Amelia's table, beaming with happiness.

Only three things could make Leo as happy as he was. Food. Ice cream. Snacks.

Amelia smiled, bundling him into a hug, his milky scent invading her nose and her smile grew wider.

“You’ve gotten heavier, you must have eaten everything in that restaurant. “Amelia said, ruffling his hair.”

Leo was all smiles, as he made himself comfortable on his mom's laps. “Mom, I didn't eat a lot. I only ate fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, hot dogs, apple pie and…”

“What? You really ate all that?” Amelia's smile slightly faltered.

“I took just a bite of everything uncle Matt got for you.”

Amelia frowned slightly, but quickly recovered, she gave him an angry look. “Leo, what did I tell you about eating too much?”

Leo pouted his lips, blinking his cute clear eyes. Something he does whenever Amelia is about to scold him.

Amelia forced back her smile, “I'm asking you, Leo.”

“Mom, I was really hungry.”

“Leo, that's not an answer. Remember I told you, if you keep eating too much, you'd get fatter and won't grow tall anymore. You'll become like a round ball, that can't do anything.”

“I don't want to become a ball.”

“Then, stop eating a lot. Will you?”

“Okay, mom.” He blinked his eyes again, smiling cutely.

Amelia was briefly stunned, it felt like she was looking at the small version of Matteo, she sighed, mentally scolding herself.

She kissed Leo's forehead, pulling him into a hug.

Just then, Matteo walked in.

“Uncle Matt!” Leo bolted out from Amelia's embrace and ran to Matteo, startling her.

Now she was a bit jealous. Leo had never been like that with anyone except her. Was he really craving a father’s warmth that much? She thought. Her eyes reflected with a hint of sadness which vanished almost immediately.

Matteo scooped Leo into his arms, as he ruffled his hair.

“Mr. Lior, you're here.” Amelia smiled softly.

“You know you can just call me, Matteo. There's no need for these formalities. Are we good?”

“Yes. We're good, Matteo.” Amelia nodded, the name felt foreign in her mouth, but she liked it.

“Here,” He handed over the large package he was carrying. “Go ahead and eat up, before it gets cold.”

“Thank you for this, I really appreciate it.”

“Don't mention. Our employee was the reason you didn't get to have lunch, so take this as an apology and compensation.”

Amelia smiled and nodded.

Leo's eyes was etched on the bags. As much as he wanted to stop himself from eating too much just like Amelia had told him, he couldn't help but think about how the food tasted.

The rest of the day in the office went smoothly, with no drama and Amelia was finally home.

After making dinner, she sets it down on the table, scooping out a little quantity for Leo, so it can cool down.

“Mom, I ate an extra cookie when I went out with uncle Matt. Do you know why?” Leo suddenly said, smiling as if he just remembered something.

“Why?”

“Because the pretty lady that works there gave me extra cookies for being cute. She said, "Your sweet mouth and cuteness has earned you some free cookies.”

Amelia let out a soft laugh, “What did you say to her first.”

“I said, hi pretty lady, can I have more cookies, they taste delicious.” Leo laughed, cupping his jaw with his palm, in demonstration.

“She laughed and ruffled my hair. Mom, she's so beautiful, but my mom is the most beautiful!” He laughed harder.

Amelia couldn't help but smile sweetly. Leo had always been a cheerful and cute child, not to forget he's a stealer of hearts.

When they were done having dinner, Amelia prepared Leo for sleep and put him to bed, once he was asleep.

She returned to the sitting room, grabbed her work material and settled on the couch.

She was doing a final touch to her new sketch when her phone started ringing. She glanced at the lit screen and saw it was Nana, her grandmother.

She answered the call, and brought the phone to her ear.

“Hello granny.”

“Amelia dear, how are you doing?”

“I'm doing okay, what about you, granny?”

“I'm well. Did you forget about me?”

“Of course not. We'll come visit you during the weekends.”

“Are you sure?”

Amelia smiled softly, “Yes, Nana.”

“Good. I can't wait to see my grandson.”

“Ok Nana, goodnight.”

“Sleep well, you too.”

Amelia dropped her phone and returned to her sketch.

After her father pushed her out of the house, Nana was the only one that stood by her. And when her decision to travel out of the country was firm, Nana couldn't do anything but help her to travel out. She was the only one that knew where she was then.

*******

It was midnight and Matteo was awake. He sat in his study, his gaze glued on his computer screen. He tried working on some files, but ended up closing them and relaxed on his armrest chair, swinging slightly.

His mind was restless as it kept drifting back to the possibilities of Leo being his son. After a while he grabbed his phone and called grandfather, he picked up almost immediately as if he was waiting for his call.

“You're still awake, old man.”

“Tell me, why have you called me?”

“What would be your reaction if you found out I had a secret son?”

“Are you considering making use of your manhood?”

Matteo chuckled, “That's not what I asked you.”

“Right, you're suddenly asking me such a question, when I know it's not possible. It's like saying a cat could fly.”

“I guess you're not going to answer the question. I'll hang up then.”

“Wait!”

“My reaction, If I find out you have a secret son? Well, when I see a true Lior I will know and he's a true Lior, he's my great grandson then, of course I'd be happy.”

“Do you have a secret son?”

Matteo chuckled, “We both know that's not possible.”

“Of course! At this point, I think I'm going to believe you're gay.”

“Believe what you want. My dick works perfectly fine.”

“Don't call me again, asking questions like this. Get married and bring me a child!”

With that, Old Lior hung up.

Matteo laughed out and placed his phone back to the table.

If anything, his manhood was working pretty okay, cos why would it twitch whenever he thought about Amelia and that night.