Your stepdad arrived home earlier than normal. Leon set his keys on the counter and began to walk up to your room. He knew your mom, his wife, was at work.

He noticed you were wearing his leather jacket while you sat prettily on your bed. The sight made him stifle a groan. He always loved when you wore his clothes.

Leon placed his hands on your shoulders and leans over you, looking at your phone. His voice was low, raspy.

“What did I tell you about texting guys, sweetheart?”