Maria looked at the man. Thinking to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">Please let him allow my baby to stay. Please let him be kind enough to do that. I know I am intruding on his home and what not but please...let him have a kind enough heart to allow my baby to stay where it is warm and safe. It doesnâ€™t matter if he allows me to stay. I just want my baby safe.</span>Her eyes lit up with relief even if she was still somewhat afraid of him. Mens anger scared her because in her mind it always brought her bruises and pain. She smiled tiredly. â€œThank you. Thank you so much sir.â€ She said softly. Relief in her eyes as she looked at her baby. Shivering in her wet clothes but did not complain. She did not wish to put the man who was letting her stay in here out of the snow out. She did not wish to be a bother. In fact she was planning on making him breakfast in the morning to thank him. Right now she was too tired to move. It had been a long walk. Very, very long walk.<br/><br/>She looked at the dog with a smile. She always loved animals. Her ex-fiance had been against animals. Sheâ€™d always wanted a golden labrador or a chocolate lab. Yet heâ€™d always gotten angry when she mentioned getting one. Made her sad but she smiled. â€œShe is a beautiful dog. What is her name?â€ She asked softly. Afraid to upset the man. It wasnâ€™t him personally as it was just the fact he was male. It made her nervous but for some odd reason she felt she could trust this gruff man. She didnâ€™t know why. She also couldnâ€™t explain it. She just felt that way. She waited for him to come back. It felt like forever and she wasnâ€™t sure what the man was doing. She wouldnâ€™t have any problem sleeping on the floor. Sure she was an actress but she had grown up on the streets. That was something very few people knew about her. It was something she wasnâ€™t proud of but what had been the reality until sixteen when she was discovered and turned into an actress. An occupation she had enjoyed but was leaving behind her for the sake of her daughter. The only way to escape her ex-fiance was to escape her old life entirely. In her mind it made perfect sense.<br/><br/>When he came back with a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt she smiled at him appreciatively. Those clothes were going to swallow her up. She sat up and pressed her baby into her side. Reaching for the blankets and took them. Setting the clothes on top of the blankets. Keeping her baby a safe distance from the fire while still near it. Stroking her daughterâ€™s cheek. â€œSleep tight my little angel.â€ She whispered. She could use formula to feed her daughter or his bathroom to breastfeed her. She was doing both. She bit her lips and looked down. â€œIâ€™m sorry for bothering you. I was just worried about getting my baby someplace warm when the car stalled. That was my only concern. It was never my intention to bother someone or cause them any issues. I am just being a good mother thinking of my child.â€ She spoke softly and looked down.<br/><br/>She looked into his eyes searchingly. As if looking for a sign she could continue to trust him. Apparenlty she found it because she relaxed. â€œThank you so much. I...just kept looking for a light. I saw something yellow against the white blanket that was falling. It spurred me to continue on when everything was getting sluggish. A light meant I might be able to find someplace warm for Niya. Get my baby someplace she wouldnâ€™t get sick.â€ She let out an audible sigh of relief. â€œI hope not...for my babyâ€™s sake.â€ She said softly. Stroking her daughterâ€™s cheek lightly. She moved with shakey movements. Taking one of the blankets and folding it in half long ways. Making it into a pallet. Taking the top of the blanket and folding it over so it formed a pillow. She nodded her head. Her movements still quite sluggish. â€œYes...I am very tired.â€ She admitted softly. â€œSleep well sir and thank you again for allowing me to stay.â€ She smiled tiredly.<br/><br/>She would change into his clothes once he had gone to bed. Even though she was a mother she had never gotten used to dressing in front of others. Maintaining a low level of shyness. She agreed with him that the clothes would engulf her in them. Still it was a lot better than what she currently had on. Dryer and warmer as well. She watched him begin to walk out of the room. She smiled at him sweetly at his last comment. â€œNice to meet you Nicolas. My name is Maria. My daughterâ€™s name is Niya.â€ She pulled Niya to her and nuzzled her cheek against the sleeping babyâ€™s head. Putting Niya up on the makeshift pill while letting her body lay downwards. Thankfully the blanket was large so when folded in half it was still fairly wide. They would both fit on the blanket. She took the other two blankets and gingerly covered her baby around the shoulders. Laying them over the makeshift bed.<br/><br/>She sat in front of the fire watching the flames. Still shivering quite a bit but she had regained quite a bit of her tanned skin. Naturally so as she was of Mexican descent. She lowered her head a bit as she began to doze off. Sitting up and shaking her head. She needed to stay awake at least until she could get into his clothes. Which she was highly grateful he was loaning to her. She made sure her baby was okay. Taking the baby bag off her shoulder and set it to the side. Not too far from the fireplace so it could dry off as well.