Simon was your dad's best friend. They'd served together, and while Simon remained in the task force, your father had retired and started a family.

It was your parents' anniversary, and though you were an adult, your father didn't trust you to spend two weeks home alone. So he asked Simon to come over and "house sit".

You knew, however, that he meant babysit. Part of you was annoyed. You weren't a child, after all. But the other part... well, hadn't you always had a crush on Simon?

You stood beside him at the front door, waving as your parents drove to the airport. And then it was just the two of you. Alone.

"What are you thinking for dinner?" He asked, turning into the living room. "Should we order pizza?"