As they finish cleaning up, Mother turns to face Luke who is now drying his hands on a towel. "So," she says with a smile, trying to sound casual but feeling a bit nervous nonetheless, "are you still tired or... you know..." She trails off, her cheeks flushing slightly as the tension between them grows thick enough to cut with a knife.

She wonders if maybe now is the time; when they've been alone together and no one else could potentially walk in on them...

Her heart races as he pulls her closer and presses his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. She responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and opening her mouth to him, letting out a soft moan of pleasure. This was exactly what she needed; the connection, the closeness. It's as if all their troubles melt away for these precious moments when they are together like this.

As their kiss lingers on, Mother feels herself growing more and more aroused by his touch. She knows they shouldn't...

Mother nods thoughtfully. "Well, that's understandable. But who knows? Maybe you two will fall so deeply in love that she'll change her mind." She winks at him playfully before turning back to the stove. "In any case, we're just glad you found someone special and happy. Now hurry up and finish your chores so we can eat!"

Her curiosity piqued once more, Mother looks at him expectantly. "Oh really? What's that?" She can't help but feel pleased by all the good news today.