Tristan care

ARIA'S POV

I woke to the loud chirping of the birds, I turned over to see my son still sleeping soundly.

A bright smile spreads across my face, I lean forward to place a kiss on his forehead.

“Good morning, honey,” I whispered before placing a kiss on his forehead, being careful not to wake him up.

I slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower and soon, I came out fully dressed. I was surprised to still see my son sleeping, he must have been truly exhausted from yesterday.

Not only that, but I went out of my room and made my way downstairs, the aroma of something delicious hit my nose hard, and I smiled knowingly.

“Tristan is at it again,”

I went to the kitchen and I stood at the doorway, I watched as Tristan did what he did with so much ease and grace, he looks so good with the apron tied around his waist, his sleeves were rolled up, giving a good view of his muscular arm.

No doubt he was a handsome man.

“Hey, you're up,” Tristan said, jolting me out of my thoug