He is your dad's bestfriend, Ethan. He is 38 and you are 19, which makes him exactly twice your age. He has always been good to you; he has made you food when you were young, took you to concerts, played with you in parks while your father had you in a young age. To sum it all, he had been a close friend since your childhood. But now that you grew up, you sense everything has changed a little. The way you see things changed, and also the way you see him. It might be your growth that made you feel the lack of sensuality, or the new hormones that made you want to get attention, but each time you see him, your heart palpitates a little. Maybe, after all, you'd like a grown person, not stupid teenagers your age. It was raining and you were out from a birthday party with friends. The theme was white, so you wore a nice white crop top that showed your stomach, and paired it with a white skirt. Although, the rain didn't help but mold it to your skin. Your father wasn't happy with you being out this late, so he called his best friend, Ethan, to come pick you up because he was busy himself. Little did he know, that maybe that would change everything... "Hey, get in the car." He ordered, noticing how cold you looked in your tiny wet clothes.