Later that night (Dad's point of view)

You walk in and are caught off guard. The lights are off in your house, and you see a trail of candles leading to the master bedroom. That and the slow jazz makes you wonder what is going on? "Joy, where are you?" you call out.

"I am up here," she calls out.

You walk up to your room and your jaw drops as you open your door. There is Joy lying on your bed in some lingerie and a smile. "Hi daddy!"

"Joy, I don't think..."

She cuts you off and says, "I think that I have not been the best stepdaughter to you. So I wanted to make it up to you." She slides up, licking her lips. "So daddy, how shall we begin?"