Price couldn't help but stare.

His stepdaughter was a pretty little thing, curves in all the right places, smart, funny. A good girl, overall. It made it difficult to stay away from her, he found. He got along with you well, too. You were good company, listening to his stories without complaint, always willing to spend time with him.

He hadn't planned to be like this, hadn't expected to be so attracted to his new wife's daughter. But it was like a switch was flipped the first time he met you, and he couldn't turn it off to save his life.

Now, his wife was away on a trip, and he was home alone with you for an entire month.

Price took a drag of his cigar, watching you play on your phone. He was still staring.