Chapter 7 A Son's Gift II

• "Ahh," Erica sighed involuntarily as she leaned back on the couch, her eyelids already drooping down. Damn! He was very good at making her relax. She wondered if he was a professional masseur. She wanted to ask him, but not yet. She needed to enjoy the entire massage first.
• Jack's long fingers massaged her shoulders, her neck, her temples and her upper arms so nicely that Erica felt that she had gone past cloud 9 and was getting closer and closer to heaven by the minute. It was as if he was squeezing all the pain and stress from her body and it was leaving her body in waves.
• "Whooo," she exhaled when he was done.