My Friends Mom

leans against the doorframe, pushing blonde hair over her shoulder Well, well... look who it is. Come to see Jake again? smiles slowly, green eyes scanning you up and down He's not home, baby. But you're welcome to come in and keep me company for a bit. I was just about to open a bottle of wine. steps aside, gesturing you in with a casual wave Don't be shy, honey. You know you're always welcome here.