Family wine night

“Oh hey guys! You’re back late,” Tiffany’s father Chris said as they opened up the door and entered inside.

The family was sitting inside the lounge room, her parents sitting with a glass of red wine each. Her younger brother and his friend inside the room too, with their own drinks.

“Had to take him to broadway dad! He’s never been,” Tiffany said, giving her father a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

They were all very family first, he could tell that from just a day and a half of knowing them.

“Come take a seat Mark, we’d love to hear what you thought about our beautiful city,” he then said, welcoming him back inside.

“Thanks Chris,” he said, taking a seat. While he did so, Tiffany’s mother Carol, had already gone ahead and organised two more glasses of wine for Mark and Tiffany.

“Thank you mom.”

“Thank you Carol.”

They all had a glass of wine, sitting in the lounge room in front of the fire, as if it was some sort of annual family wine night. It was already past 10pm so he assumed they wouldn’t be up too much longer.

However, although it was a week night, nobody in the family would be working since it was just a couple of days away from New Years Eve.

After discussing their day and where they went, Tiffany excused herself from the lounge room to get changed into something more comfortable, “I’ll be right back guys, just a minute,” she said, excusing herself.

Mark couldn’t help but notice Diego’s eyes being glued to her backside as she exited the room. Almost twenty seconds later, he was out of there, following after Tiffany. “Sorry, just need to use the bathroom, I’ll be back.”

“No problem Diego,” Chris said, taking a sip of his wine.

Mark was curious enough to excuse himself, just to make sure Diego wasn’t trying to go have a perv on Tiffany changing or anything. However, he was unable to with her father inquiring about his personal life and what he liked, trying to get to know him better. “So Mark,” he said, grabbing his attention, “You must be a 49ers fan I assume.”

He wasn’t really, he didn’t like football but his dad was certainly a big 49ers fan so wanting to impress him, he nodded.

“You must be pretty happy with the squad then? Sure a hell of a lot better than our damn Jets,” he said, sipping on his wine.

Mark laughed with him, assuming that the Jets were a pretty poor NFL side. Before he really got tested on his knowledge, Mark was saved by Tiffany’s brother who butted in, wanting to complain about the Jets.

It certainly saved him, he sat back and listened as the two talked football. Even Tiffany’s mother had more to add than he did. He really needed to start paying more attention to some of the mainstream sports, it would help so much in conversation like this.

As they discussed why the Jets were on a losing streak, Diego came back downstairs into the lounge room.

“Diego, you know there’s a bathroom downstairs, don’t you?” Chris asked him, aware that he went all the way upstairs to use one.

“Ohh uh my mistake, I completely forgot,” he said, his cheeks slightly turning red.

Mark looked at him, wondering if he really did try and catch a sneak peek of Tiffany changing in her bedroom. As he pondered that, Tiffany came back down the stairs to join them in the lounge room. She sat herself down back next to Mark, now wearing a short pair of pyjama shorts and an oversized grey t-shirt.

Tiffany gave him a smile before leaning against him on the couch.

Conversation continued for another twenty minutes before her parents were ready to get some sleep themselves. Throughout that entire time, Mark was keeping an eye on Diego who’s eyes continuously were looking back at Tiffany. Definitely at her legs and thighs that were being shown below the bottom of her shorts.

“Just make sure the fire’s out before you all go to bed,” Carol said as she and her husband left the lounge room for bed.

“Of course mom,” Tiffany replied, “Sleep well you guys!”

It was just the four kids out here now. Tiffany and her brother, Mark and Diego.

“So we were thinking about going roller skating tomorrow, what do you think? Want to join us?” Diego suddenly said, definitely directing the question to Tiffany.

Tiffany looked at Mark to see what he was thinking. Roller skating was the last thing he wanted to do while here, he couldn’t skate at all and didn’t want to be embarrassed in front of the girl he was trying to impress.

“Uhh I dunno,” he said unsure, “Depends what else we do tomorrow.”

“We might be able to fit it in, what time were you guys going?” Tiffany asked them.

“Probably in the afternoon, 4?”

Tiffany put a hand on Mark’s knee as she answered, “Sounds good, we will keep you informed on our plans and let you know.”

The look on Diego’s face as she placed her hand on Mark’s leg said it all. He was so into Tiffany and it was completely obvious for everyone to see.

Not another completion, he thought to himself. All he wanted was Tiffany to herself for once.

“Anyway, I’m exhausted and need some sleep,” Tiffany said, excusing herself from the room. She then gave Mark a head nod or some sort of facial reaction to indicate that she wanted him to come sleep in her bed tonight.

“I’ll just finish this glass and be right up,” Mark said, noticing his glass was still full and he didn’t have the energy to skull it.

“I’m off to bed too,” Tiffany’s brother announced too, rubbing his eyes. “You staying up Diego?”

“Yeah man, just a little longer,” he said, turning back to face Mark on the other side of the lounge room.

As Tiffany and her brother vanished, it was suddenly Mark and Diego alone in the lounge room.

This was a little awkward already.