"Of course she'll like it," he assured her. "It's very tasteful."
He let his hand come to rest at the small of her back as he brought her through to the lounge, where his mother was sitting leafing through a magazine. She looked up as they stepped into the room, setting the magazine aside as she saw who was there.
"Malcolm," she exclaimed with quiet delight. She looked at Sinthia and offered her hand. "Jessica Whitly," she said, her tone warm and confident, but guarded.
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Date: 2020-10-17 09:13 pm (UTC)He let his hand come to rest at the small of her back as he brought her through to the lounge, where his mother was sitting leafing through a magazine. She looked up as they stepped into the room, setting the magazine aside as she saw who was there.
"Malcolm," she exclaimed with quiet delight. She looked at Sinthia and offered her hand. "Jessica Whitly," she said, her tone warm and confident, but guarded.