Aiden took a deep breath and watched as his mother shifted in her seat. The warm glow of the candlelight bathed the room in a surreal light.
"It's tough to say. Maybe, the... I don't know how to word it... The passion, maybe?"
"Passion? Really?"
"Yeah, like you know, how sometimes you can get really in sync with someone and everything becomes so... raw, emotional, you know, all of it."
"Interesting. That wasn't the response I was expecting."
"No?"
"Not at all. Especially with you being so reserved just five minutes ago."
"Yeah, sorry," he said.
"Don't be. I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to share that with me." A subtle smile crossed her lips as she took a slow sip.
"As your mother, I feel obliged to bring this up but... I assume you were being safe?"
"Safe? Oh, of course. I
