I took a bite. The meat was tough, nearly impossible to chew, but this was the first time I'd been invited to meet my new girlfriend's parents so I smiled politely and swallowed.

I reached for my wine glass. Chased the rubbery meat down with large gulps of wine till I was buzzed.

My girlfriend looked at me from across the table and smiled, but it was not the sweet smile I'd known to love these past three months. 

Must be the wine playing games with my mind but I could have sworn I saw a hunger in her eyes, something predatory.

"I wonder if you'd taste better than Paul did," she purred. 

As she cut off another piece of her meat, I heard the front door lock and her father speak. "Let's see."