"Honey, that's the last thing in the world Adrian is going to think," Karla reassured him. They weren't empty mom words just to make him feel better. She knew that Adrian would not only want to know that Richie wasn't well, but he'd want to get back to him as soon as he could to help take care of him. "Adrian's a sweetheart, and he adores you. He isn't going to suddenly decide you're too high maintenance for him and want you to fuck off." Once Richie was standing, Karla draped his jacket over her arm, and wrapped the other arm around his waist to give him a little extra support... and just out of a momly need to cuddle her baby when he wasn't feeling well. It was another thing that you never got past as a mom, especially when you were as close to your kid as Karla was to Richie.

"Carter and I haven't 'gotten busy' yet," she told him, though she couldn't deny she was wondering if that might be on the menu sooner rather than later. She really genuinely liked him, and he was the sort of person that she could see herself being with. She hadn't dated in a long time, and she didn't intend to continue dating anyone that she didn't feel a connection to, but with Carter, that connection was there, and it was something very sweet and special to her. "Besides, Carter's a dad who has a son who's been sick, too. He understands when I'm in Mom mode." The got onto the elevator, and Karla draped his jacket over his shoulders, because they'd be going out into the cold soon, and despite feeling feverish, the last thing the poor boy needed was to catch a chill when he was already sick and not feeling well. "We'll get you home and to your bed and you can rest. I think you need that probably more than anything else."