Mark. For a 35 y/o, he was hot. Took care of his body, single parent, high paying job. Everything a woman would want. He had a thing for secretly flirting with you when his daughter would bring you to his house.

You go to your best friend’s house and she isn’t there. But, her father is. He was at the dinner table on his laptop, drinking wine.

He looks up and sees you, he smiled a faintly.

“She isn’t here yet, y’know.”