She wanted her son back in her life, of course, but she wondered how he felt about it. Would he resent her leaving him to go for a career? Would he be sad to leave his father? Most worrisome of all, could she and Dane be happy living together? She'd have the summer to find out.

The next morning Jodie drove into the nearest big city to meet her son's flight. She'd taken special care with her appearance, and she knew she looked pretty and sexy, like a mother a boy could be proud of. As she walked through the terminal, she got lots of admiring glances from men.

She tried not to think about that. It would have been so easy just to return a smile, get an invitation to go for a drink, and in no time at all she could be in a motel fucking, getting the fucking she craved so badly. But she couldn't do that. She was a mother now, with a child to look after.

Dane's arrival was annouced, and Jodie stood on tiptoe, scanning the crowd for a glimpse of her boy. She had an image in her mind of Dane as she'd last seen him, a cute little blond kid with apple cheeks and unruly curly hair. But she saw nobody like that in the crowd.

"Hi, Mom, I snuck up on you," came a voice from behind her.

Jodie whirled and gawked. She wouldn't have recognized her own son if he hadn't introduced himself. Dane wasn't a little boy any more. He was a teenager, a young man. He towered over his petite mother.

"Dane?" she said breathlessly. "Gosh, I hardly know you."

"Yeah, I've grown a little, haven't I?" he said with a grin. "But you look exactly the same to me, Mom. You're just as beautiful as ever."

He pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her on the mouth. It happened so fast and unexpectedly that Jodie didn't have time to resist. As she was pressed against his tall hard male body, she felt an insane flash of lust. She sternly reminded herself that this guy was her son, not a would-be lover.