Diego v Mark

It was dead silence for a moment, nobody said anything until Diego was confident that nobody else would be listening in.

Diego leaned forward in his seat, his mixed coloured skin may be the best part of his body. He looked Mark in the eye before speaking, “You’re not dating Tiff, that’s correct?” he asked point blank.

“No, we’re not dating but...”

“So you won’t mind if I tell you to back off a little bit because I’ve already had my eyes on this girl,” he said, completely cutting him off.

Mark couldn’t believe it, this guy was seriously trying to stop him from even going near her. Who does he think he is, he has known her for less than a week. Not to mention, that he’s a couple of years younger.

“Excuse me,” Mark said, not wanting to back down to this fake tough guy.

“I don’t need to ask you again. Back off.” he said bluntly.

Now feeling quiet annoyed with this kid, Mark dug his heels in to see where he would go with this. “You know what, no. I’m not even going to listen to you kid.”

The look on his face was a sure sign that he hated to be called kid. He paused for a moment before speaking again, “Do you know that I’ll be attending Harvard next year? Do you want to know my grades in senior year? The amount of fucking money I’m going to make when I’m older? Who would fit better into this family? I think you know the answer...”

Mark got up from his position on the couch, “Night kid,” he said, leaving him alone in the lounge room.

“We’re not done here.”

Mark turned to face him before he was just about out of the lounge room. “Alright sure, we can talk about this tomorrow, for now, I might just go and see how Tiffany’s doing upstairs.”

The perfect way to piss him off, Mark didn’t wait to see his reaction, he left the lounge room and went up the staircase, heading straight to Tiffany’s room.

He didn’t know whether to tell her or not about what Diego had just told him. But as he entered her dark room, he decided not to worry about it now, she was completely exhausted and ready for sleep.

“Come for a cuddle?” she asked him, all tucked up nicely under the sheets.

“Couldn’t think of anything better,” Mark said, changing out of his clothes before jumping inside the bed.

Hopping inside, he felt just how cold it was under the sheets. The absolute perfect ideal weather for a nice snuggle. Under the sheets, Mark spooned her from behind, wrapping an arm around her.

It was about two minutes of cuddling before Mark could tell that the gorgeous brunette was fast asleep. He laid their awake a little longer, his nose covered by a bit of her brown hair.

Mark couldn’t help but notice the smell of her shampoo and conditioner, whatever it was, it smelt fantastic.

That’s the last thing he would remember for the night before he passed out.