“Who are you?” the woman says. She seems drunk and looks like someone on Baywatch or something. I don’t typically feel sexually attracted to women, but this woman does something to me. She is sexy in a way women aren’t anymore, especially not in LA. She has a body. Her skin shimmers. She smells like Coppertone. I am positive she is a Leo.

I assume she has the wrong house.

“Who are you?” I ask.

She walks through the door, right past me. “Where is Paul?”

Wow. She does have the right house. Is this my dad’s latest side piece? If so, I am impressed.

She is already on her way to the dining room, and I just follow her.

“Paul,” she spits at my dad. I stand in the doorway, ready to watch the show.

“Mom,” Bo says. “What are you doing here?” He gets up.

I let out a small gasp, and Thomas glares at me. I enjoy watching my parents squirm.

“Sit down, Bo,” she says. Her words slur a bit. She is definitely drunk, and I can’t take my eyes off her. “I’m here to speak to Paul.”

My dad stands up. “Why don’t we—”

“Why don’t you join us for dessert?” I interrupt. Thomas glares at me again. “What’s your name?”

“Dawn,” she says, looking into my eyes for the first time. “Oh, wow,” she says. “Your eyes.”

I blush a little.

“You aren’t Paul’s daughter, are you?”

I nod.

“No way,” she says. “You’re so beautiful.”

I feel my face turning red. This doesn’t typically happen to me.

“Thanks,” I say. “So are you.”

For a second the other bodies in the room fade and I forget we are in my parents’ house.

“Join us for dessert,” I say again.

“I’m not sure there’s enough,” my mom says.

“There is plenty,” I say. “I saw there is more than half of the cake left in the kitchen.” I noticed this when I took my vape break.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Em,” my dad says. His face is blushing and so is Bo’s. They are both pussies. I want to get margaritas with my cousin Rachel and scream about how men suck.

“Dawn,” my dad says. “Why don’t we go outside?”

He gets up and takes her arm and guides her back toward the door.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” I lie, and go through the kitchen, then stand in the foyer to spy.

DAWN.