"Oh, yes he is, you saw his eyes keep moving.”

"It is a big deal." Because she apparently really wasn't completely herself and hadn't been since she...

“Eric, I need you to get this off me." She grabbed the chain and lifted the pendent off her chest.

"I tried to take it off, but the clasp is stuck."

“Really?” It looks great on you."

“Eric what color was this when you first saw it?"

“Huh?" He blinked.

“It was green of course." Emma went to speak, but he snapped his fingers.

"No, wait, I think it was kind of light purplish."

“But its green now!" She said with a little more concern than she had intended.

"Matches your eyes." Eric nodded.

"Maybe it's like a mood stone."

"Take it off me, now." Emma forced herself to remain calm.

"Okay." Eric leaned closer and took the chain in his fingers.

His right hand covered the pendent and Emma gasped when a wave of heat flowed through her. Simultaneously, Eric released a sharp breath and blinked several times as if he were confused. The heat emanating through her body caused her nipples to stiffen beneath the shirt and yet again she became aware of a different kind of heat, a very moist one, between her Legs.

“This really does look good on you, mom," Eric spoke softly and his eyes had a distant look in them.

“It matches your gorgeous eyes."

"You like my eyes?" Her voice sounded breathy and she realized that was because she was suddenly breathing heavy.

"They're beautiful," He gave her that sweet smile she'd barely seen in the last few months.

"Just Like the rest of you."

"You think your mother's beautiful?" She surprised herself with a giggle.

"Tell me more."

“I Like your hair down." He put his left hand in her hair and lightly ran his fingers through it.

"You always wear it up, but I really like it like this.”

A shiver went through her as he played with her hair and like last night her nipples were so hard they were aching.