he frowns

"I got a text telling me of your..." he trails off as he looks into the distance. As he dose you look him over arousal filling you. You blush as he continues to speak.

"Your mother was my best friend. He beged me to make it peminant. I couldn't say no. Son you have to get away from me. The spell it affects me too and I don't want the guilt of doing to you what I did to my best friend." As he speaks his voice becomes more forceful with each word. However the spell and the arousel it causes cloud your judgment enough that you lean in to kiss you father as your mind screams to run.