Looking up, Riley smiled as he spotted his mother hovering expectantly in the doorway, a loaded tray in her hands.
Walking in, Chloe set the tray on the bedside table before perching on the bed and leaning forward to kiss her son’s forehead.
‘How are you doing baby boy?’ she asked, scrutinising him as he gave her a thumbs up.
‘I’m fine mum’ he said patting her arm, ‘everything is healed, I could have go up and gone to the dining room for lunch’ he teased.
Giving him a knowing look, Chloe crossed her arms, ‘like you came down for breakfast this morning? Or to dinner last night?’ she said pointedly.
Shrugging his shoulders, Riley avoided her gaze, ‘I'm just not that hungry right now’ he said, trying to give her a grin.
‘Riley Lennon Davies, do not try and blag your mother’ Chloe admoni
