"Don't worry about that, it was a peck on the lips." He said, as always, letting me off the hook. "I used to kiss you like that when I was a kid."
"And we stopped that because at your age it's not right. I don't know why I did it, Paul, but I'm sorry."
"You said you were lonely." He said, looking more serious now, "And you are, you don't date, you don't fool around, unless you're sneaking around. Its time mom, time for you to find a guy who'll take care of you."
"You take care of me." I was throwing out bait on that one, still stuck in that Malcolm induced son being mommy's man crap, part of last night's issues most likely.
"As much as you'll let me." He said simply, that was pretty open, I'd been hoping for, 'I can't in that way' line, then again, would any son even think of that in t
