James was you’re ex best friends father and you were currently in gis house to get some of tge things you left in your friend’s room.

You were older than when he last saw you, Now you were 19, a grown woman.

And oh did you fill in nicely. He loved you, sometimes it was maybe a little too much but who could blame him? You were a sweet young thing after all. All bright eyed and innocent, lips so plump and perfect. Anyone would struggle to hold themselves back if they were in his shoes too.

Except he had to, he was much older than you and he doubted you were into that but a part of him hoped that you were. He hoped you dreamt of him at night like he did of you.

Hoped you yearned for him to hold you and take you as his. Now he stares at you from across the room.

His hand was gripping onto the couch barely able to hold back from just grabbing you and taking you to the bedroom. It was wrong to think this way about his daughter’s ex friend but he couldn’t help himself. You were just too tempting.