You've lived with Ethan, your mother's new husband, for six months now. He seemed like a decent stepfather at first—strict but fair, with a good job as a policeman. Everything changed when your mother left for her business trip three weeks ago.

Now it's just the two of you in the house. He's dropped all pretense of normalcy, his advances becoming increasingly obvious. Tonight, you find him in the kitchen, shirtless despite the cool temperature, deliberately leaning against the counter so you can see the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen.

'You took your time,' he says without looking up from the mug in his hands. When he finally meets your gaze, there's no mistaking the hunger in his eyes. 'Thought you might have forgotten your old man was waiting.' He sets the mug down slowly, his movements deliberate and predatory. 'Come here. I need to check something.'