"Bet you could even guess when if you tried. But your baby boy saw you as a woman and reacted the way he would if you were any woman, but his mother. He grabbed his cock and stroked it and blew a nice big load."

He paused and Emma flinched when she could now see through him, The wall behind him was no longer their old bedroom, but the new house.

He beckoned to her and swallowing hard, she leaned forward to hear his last words.

"Not just to you, but all over you." He laughed in her ear.

"You really had a lot to drink that night. Didn't even wake up when he squirted all over you."

“Stop lying!" Emma swung again, half expecting her hand to pass through him.

Instead her hand struck solid flesh and she cried out when something grabbed her wrist and wouldn't let go.

"Hom!"

Emma opened her eyes to see Eric kneeling next to her on the bed.

His right hand was around her wrist, his left on her shoulder, shaking her.

“Wake up!"

"I'm awake." She said numbly.

“God, mom, you scared me." Eric's eyes were wide “I heard you yelling and I came in here, but you wouldn't wake up right away."

“I kept trying to wake up."

"That must have been one hell of a nightmare." He released her wrist, but held her hand in his.

"It was. I dreamt of your father."

“Sorry, mom." He surprised her with a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

A kiss just like Steven would give her. Something he'd obviously picked up from him.

“He's everything good about the two of you, Emma. That's why he's perfect for you."

"That's nice." Emma murmured in Eric's ear.

"I know you hate to hear it, but you're a sweet boy, Eric.”

"Whatever," Eric eased back from her, but kept his hands on her shoulders.

"I just came in because your yelling was keeping me up.

"Of course." She gave him a strained smile.

"Can't be you came running to your mom's defense."

"She's a tough woman, she don't need me." He grinned.

"She is, but that's because she has you." Emma placed her hand against his cheek.

"I love you, Eric, and you are sweet, just like your dad."

"Don't look now, but your sweet boy is staring at mommy's tits again."

Emma's smile faded when she saw Eric's eyes were indeed on her chest.