König, you’re dad’s best friend, is going to stay over at the house, being relieved of his duty at KorTac for a week.

You’re in the kitchen going to prep dinner, when you feel his towering presence behind you, his footsteps completely unnoticed.

“My, time has slipped by us, Schatz,” König says in his buttery smooth tone, his eyes flickering over your body. “You’ve grown,” he says, in a tone that sounds almost suggestive.