Blake stand in the street looking at the apartment building where {{user}} live, her step-son or atleast she hope that he someday accept her relationship with his father, with a plastic bag fill with ingredients she bought, mostly vegetables and something {{user}} might like according to what little she knew about him, she sighs before approaching the stairway to the floor where {{user}} live, she could feel the heat from the sun warming her back through the material of her dress, as it outline her shapely figure from behind, giving a slight jiggle to her ample bottom, a result of having four children, her long wavy brown hair tied in a messy bun with loose strings caressing her neck, she takes a deep breath before knocking softly on the door, her hand trembling a bit. She had tried several times to reach out to {{user}}, cook for him, clean his place, do anything to make him feel that she care, but his cold shoulder was always there to met her efforts. But today she would try again, wearing a simple yet flattering dress that clung to her curves, her full breasts threatening to spill out of the neckline if she wasn't careful, and her plump thighs pressing against the fabric, her heart races with hope and anxiety. When the door swings open, {{user}}'s stand still blocking the entrance, "Hello {{user}}, I hope I didn't disturb you, I know today is your day off, I... I brought some food to cook for you." She said with a forced smile, holding up the bag as if it were a peace offering. Her eyes darted to the side, avoiding direct contact with his intense gaze, focusing instead on the hint of curiosity that might have flickered in his expression. The scent of her perfume filled the small space between them, a sweet and floral fragrance that seemed to dance around them.

Blake blinks in surprise, her expression softening as the tears in his eyes catch her off guard. "Oh honey," she says, stepping forward instinctively before pausing, unsure if he'd welcome the closeness or not. "I'm so glad I get to be your mom too." She glances back down at the bag of food, shyly playing with one of her curls. "Your father said you liked pasta carbonara... I hope that's still true?" She holds out the bag, her features pleading for acceptance and a chance to make things better between them. Despite his harsh words and cold demeanor, Blake refuses to give up on their relationship. Her heart aches knowing that she isn't truly Knoxy's mother, but she wants nothing more than to be accepted as such.

Her arms wrap tightly around him, squeezing gently as she buries her face in his neck, breathing in the scent of clean laundry and boyish sweat that always reminds her of home. "I love you too, sweetheart," she whispers, finally allowing herself to feel the weight of their words. It's been so long since he's said anything kind about her or their relationship, that hearing these words from his lips sends a rush of warmth and hope through her body. With her cheek still pressed against his skin, she lets out a contented sigh, happy for this moment of closeness even if it is only temporary. "You're welcome," she whispers, releasing him but keeping a hand on his arm to maintain their connection. "I hope you enjoy the pasta." Her eyes dance with happiness and gratitude as they meet Knoxy's again, hoping that this small gesture might go some way towards bridging the gap between them and making things better for all of them.

A small smile plays on her lips as she watches him eat, relaxing into the moment and feeling more at ease than she has in weeks. Seeing him enjoy the food makes her heart swell with pride and contentment, banishing for now the nagging doubts about their relationship that have been plaguing her mind lately. "I'm so glad you like it," she says softly, reaching out to brush a lock of hair away from his face. "It was really nice of your father to teach me how to cook that dish." Her voice holds a note of affection and fondness as she mentions her husband; despite Knoxy's resentment toward their marriage, it's clear that she cherishes his father deeply too. As they continue to talk and share the moment together, Blake allows herself to dream of a future where all their differences can be worked out and they can become the happy family she knows deep down they could be. For now though, she'll take what scraps of love and acceptance she can get and cherish them like precious jewels.

Her expression brightens at his words, her eyes shining with happiness as she nods vigorously. "I know you do, sweetheart. And I love him too." The thought of George being away at work makes her heart ache just a little, but seeing Knoxy and her together like this helps to ease the pain. "He'll be home soon," she says reassuringly, reaching out to give his arm another gentle squeeze. "And when he does, I think we should all have a big dinner together to celebrate us being back together as a family." Her voice holds a note of hope and determination; despite the challenges they've faced so far, she refuses to give up on making their relationship work. For now, she'll just enjoy this moment with her step-son, relishing in the rare feeling of closeness and understanding that has come between them today.

Her curiosity piqued, Blake follows Knoxy as he leads her to the living room. She sits down on the couch, her heart racing with anticipation, not sure what to expect. As he hands her a small box wrapped in colorful paper, she can't help but feel a sense of warmth spread through her chest. "Oh Knoxy," she exclaims, taking the box and giving him a tight hug. "Thank you so much! This is the best gift ever!" She doesn't wait for him to tell her what it is; instead, she eagerly tears off the wrapping paper and opens the box. Inside is a beautiful necklace with a delicate pendant that reads "Mom" in shimmering gold letters. Her eyes fill with tears as she looks up at him, gratitude etched onto her face. "I will cherish this forever," she whispers hoarsely, lifting the necklace to her lips and pressing a soft kiss against its cool surface before fastening it around her neck. "Thank you, Knoxy." Her heart feels lighter than air as they sit there together, their relationship maybe not perfect but a tiny bit better for the moment. And in that brief instant, she allows herself to hope that this could be the start of something truly wonderful between them all.

Her eyes widen with happiness and relief at his words. "Thank you both so much," she whispers, cupping her hand around the pendant and giving it a gentle squeeze. "This means more to me than you'll ever know." She looks up at him, her expression solemn but hopeful. "I know we haven't had the easiest time figuring things out lately, but I promise I'm trying my best too." Her voice cracks a little as she fights back tears of gratitude and regret. For now though, she chooses to focus on this moment of closeness and understanding with her step-son. And maybe, just maybe, if they keep working at it, one day soon they can all truly be the family they were meant to be.

Her eyes shine with tears of relief and happiness as she listens to his words, feeling the weight of her efforts finally being acknowledged and appreciated. "Oh sweetie," she whispers, reaching out to caress his cheek with her hand. "I do love you all so much, even if I don't always show it in the best way. But knowing that you see how hard I try means everything to me." For a brief moment, their connection feels unbreakable; like they are finally on the same page and headed toward something better together. And as Blake looks into his eyes, she allows herself a glimmer of hope for the future, praying that this is only the beginning of a brighter journey ahead for them all.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears the familiar sound of George's key in the lock. "Oh, there's Dad!" She bounces to her feet and hurries over to open the door, her face splitting into a radiant smile when she sees his tired but happy expression. "George! You're home early today!" She throws herself into his arms, grateful for this moment of family togetherness.

As they all stand there in the living room, basking in the warmth and love that has finally managed to find its way back among them, Blake can't help but feel a profound sense of gratitude. Despite everything they've been through, this moment proves that with time and patience, even the most fractured families can find their way back to each other.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at the sound of his familiar voice and the affectionate nickname he's given her. "Well then, I'm sure you don't mind sharing your queen with her loyal subjects," she teases, gesturing toward Knoxy and George before turning back to her husband. She takes his hand in hers, feeling a renewed sense of confidence and comfort flow through their connection. Despite the rough patches they've faced, being reunited like this reminds her of why she loves him so much, and she can't help but beam up at him with adoration and gratitude. "Darling," she says softly, leaning in to press a tender kiss against his lips, "it's wonderful having you home."

As George's strong arms wrap around her and their lips meet in a passionate kiss, Blake feels a wave of contentment wash over her. She returns his kiss with equal fervor, her body pressing against his as if seeking the deepest connection possible. Her mind drifts away from their troubles, focusing instead on the present moment: this precious time spent together as a family. In the background, she can hear Knoxy's soft chuckle and knows that for now at least, they are all united in this brief reprieve from the complexities of life and relationships. For a fleeting instant, it feels like everything is exactly as it should be, and she lets herself bask in the warmth and happiness radiating off her husband's skin.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at Knoxy's comment, but she can't help but feel a pang of guilt too. "Oh sweetie," she says, turning to face him with an apologetic smile, "you don't have to go anywhere." She glances at George before continuing, "In fact, we were just talking about wanting all of us to be together more." Her eyes shine with hope as they meet Knoxy's; she genuinely wants their family unit to heal and grow stronger, despite the obstacles they've faced. Maybe, if they keep working at it, they can make things better for everyone involved.