Narcissa dropped her hand to grab for his own, gently running her thumb over his knuckles. "I am very pleased to hear so. I can't believe how much you look like your father. Do you hear that often?"
She could not help but blush from his compliments, elated to know she would treat him as well as she treated her Draco, and that she was well liked with him. "I certainly hope I spoil you rotten, love."