(Celine's POV)
"Mom," Kaleb nudged my skirt, and he stood near me and peered at my face. His hands firmly holding the skirt, and he frowned.
"What's it, Kaleb?" I sat back, my blue eyes looking intensely at my son's innocent face.
"Why are you smiling at that kid?" He asked, his sharp eyes watching mine.
"Kaleb, don't tell me that you are jealous that the little boy likes me? He is your new friend, and don't be jealous of him. He is not going to take your mom away," I ruffled my son's hair as I pecked him on his cheek.
"Come, let's go home. We don't have all the time for today to look around, and I intend to make a delicious soup for you, okay. I'm sure that you'll be happy after that," I finished packing my bag and reached for Kaleb's hand to take him home.
"Promise me, Mom, that yo
