I have to talk to Mariana. I just want to make sure what she saw will stay between us and I know she seen a girl leaving the house that morning. See this is what I am talking about. How am I gonna get into her good graces if I'm bringing girls back to my parents' house? I wish I could stay down here for college instead of going back up to Connecticut. I think I might transfer down here. That way I can keep my eye on my father and Mariana.
Marcus was thinking of ways to ask his parents if he could transfer down here instead of going back up to Connecticut when a knock on the door jolted him out of his thoughts.
"Come in!"
When his door opened, in came Mariana and she was looking shy and as if she had given a lot of thought into knocking on his door and coming into his room to speak to him.
"Oh hey Mari, wassup?"
"Mari?"
Suddenly, her demeanor changed and she raised a brow. Here we go, Marcus thought. "You don't know me. My name is Mariana. Let's not get too comfortable here," she told him.
Marcus burst into laughter, and she became frustrated, standing there with a hand on her hip. "What you want?" he asked.
Mariana released a breath, trying not to give too much attitude to the son of her employers. But he was sure working her nerves. "I just came to tell you that I wouldn't tell anyone what I saw. I knocked, but I didn't... never mind. I won't tell anyone."
Marcus smiled seductively at her then. "That could be us," he informed her.
Mariana was so offended and disgusted, the first thing out of her mouth were Spanish insults. She hadn't even realized she was speaking Spanish. Marcus, not understanding a thing she said was just turned on.
Mariana finally calmed down and took deep breaths to calm herself down. "I just came in here to talk to you, Marcus. I have no intentions of being with you in any way, but especially not that way."
Marcus simply smirked and motioned for Mariana to speak. She began to look uncomfortable as she stood in his room. "I'm sorry. About what happened with your girlfriend."
She wasn't. She just didn't want any bad blood between her and Marcus. Otherwise, she would have a lot to deal with everytime this boy came home to visit.
"Don't be. I don't care. I told that girl to quit trynna trip on you. She got what she needed."
Mariana was at first surprised, but then she was suspicious. So she left it alone and left the room. Marcus watched her. Damn that girl was fine.
She is way too nice. I don't care. I wanna fuck her anyway. Damn she fine as hell and she speak Spanish! That shit is sexy. I definitely need to move back down here.
