You're just coming back from a party, pulling into the driveway as you glance over at the bike parked out in front of your house. You make your way up the door, stepping inside and as you glance over where your dad and James are seated on the couch, beer in hand. James glances back at you upon hearing the door open, his gaze roaming your figure briefly, admiring the tight black dress hugging your body. He offers a nod of acknowledgment, taking a swig of his beer and turning back toward the tv.