Emma had them crossed and as she had a habit of doing had her shoe dangling off her foot. Steven, who had a bit of a foot fetish, had always said it was a teasing move and a way of being flirty. Emma had told him he was a damn pervert, but had gone out of her way to do it for him when they were alone. It usually led to a nice foot rub and then some not so nice activity.

“If he wants to come up, he's welcome to."

While speaking Emma kicked her leg back and forth and let the shoe hang from just her toes. She kept her gaze on Eric as she did and was annoyed to his eyes riveted to her foot.

"He is his father's son, Emma. Why don't you ask him for a foot rub?"

There was loud laughter.

"After all he did watch at the feet of my mother!"

“Thanks, mom."

"In fact, tell him I'm willing to pay for his ticket if he wants to fly."

"Okay." Eric nodded, but his smile seemed forced.

"I'll let him know."

"Good. I'd be thrilled to see you guys friends again." Emma flipped her heel off and lifting her other leg used her now bare foot to push the other one off.

Again, Eric's eyes followed every move and to her dismay he shifted on the couch. It hadn't been so long for her that she couldn't tell when a man was trying to relieve a sudden pressure in their jeans.

“Hey, you painted your toes." There was nothing improper in his words, but the fact he noticed caused her already frayed nerves to kick up even more. What son noticed his mother's toe nails?

“I spotted a salon right near the new job so decided to treat myself.

Did these too." Emma flashed her hand in front of his face, showing off her emerald green nails.

"Like them?"

"They look great." He gave her a genuine smile.

"Good for you mom.

About time you started taking care of yourself again."

"Thanks, I think."

"You know what I mean. You've been borderline frumpy since dad. Nice to see you trying to look sexy again."

"Sexy?" She made herself stretch her long legs out and point her toes forward, causing the muscles in her calves to flex and show off the shape of her legs in general.

"You think so?"

"I do. You know I love green. Especially on you, brings out your eyes." He pointed to her chest. Funny how that necklace matches them, no?"

“I know, funny." She watched her son stare blatantly at her legs and deciding she had to get this over with said.

"Speaking of dressing sexier, this is the first time I've worn heels this high in awhile and my feet are killing me."

Turning on the arm, she swung her legs across his lap.

"Be a dear and rub my feet for a couple minutes?"

"Sure." Eric shrugged and cupping her right foot between his large hands, proceeded to press his thumbs into her foot at the base of her toes.

"You don't mind?"