↳ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 ー 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘

𝐕𝐈𝐈 ー 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

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Securing Hope in her high chair and making sure she's comfortable, Sierra then places the set of keys in front of her. Instantly she reaches for the pom-pom keychain, fascinated by the furry ball. She could be entertained by that thing for hours. It's happened before.

Flicking her champagne waves over her shoulder and skimming the dishes on the menu, she lets the waitress greet them before telling her order. The menu is placed aside soon after to revert her attention back to Hope.

Though she can't help but notice the woman eyeing up the brothers while she makes a mental note of what they want.

Habitually Grayson scans her from head to toe and reads the name written in cursive on the gold tag. Sonyah. He checked out everyone in the restaurant the moment he entered. An eye is always on all of the doors too.

Brushing it off and rendering her lingering glances to be because of their tattoos and piercing eyes, she lets Hope wrap her hand around her little finger. Smiling brightly at her as her tiny hand hits the sturdy tray with excitement.

Once their food has arrived and the trio are eating, Sierra happens to look up from her daughter delicately eating her food to find the same waitress gawking at Kaden from across the room. But the oblivious man's interest only lies in Hope and the casual conversation between him and Grayson.

Hope's round eyes take in the many faces around her before she curls her hand around another handful of cut up pasta. A drawn out hum of appreciation is heard in between flexing her hand to grasp the small pieces.

"I think you've gained a friend." Sierra clears her throat. At first he frowns until she motions to the infatuated woman with a simple glance.

"She can dream," he grumbles, taking a sip of water.

He misses Sierra bowing her head and twirling her fork, but Grayson catches the tinge of sadness flashing across her face. He subtly glimpses the waitress from across the restaurant.

"Yay!" Hope suddenly blurts, nose cutely scrunching. While Grayson frowns at the outburst, Kaden laughs softly and sets his twinkling gaze on her again. She obliviously smiles at her mother when she strokes her hair lovingly.

By the end of the evening, the waitress stops by to place the bill on the table. Her eyes not so subtly remain on Kaden while he removes his card from his wallet. Still he pays no attention to her. In fact he doesn't even spare her a single glance as he does so.

Grayson rests his forearms on the edge of the table, pulling various faces at Hope. Her eyes twinkle and her mouth hangs open in complete awe when he scrunches his face in faux disgust.

Sierra slips her phone into her bag and glances between them. "Hey." She reaches over to lightly smack his hand. "Don't flag my baby."

"She doesn't know what it means."

"Well I do, knock it off. What is wrong with you?"

"I'm trying to be the fun uncle. What am I not good enough for you?"

"There are other ways to entertain her."

"You want me to sing a lullaby?" He smirks.

"Actually I'd love for you to do that. I'm sure Hope would be very much amused." He replaces the smug expression with a scowl. "I'll be back in a minute," she informs Kaden who nods and continues to admire Hope.