Marcus.

“I don’t think she would think being thrown in the pool is fun when she has no desire to go in the pool today.”

“Why? Are you afraid that you’ll melt?”

“Yeah? Does the ending of this story happen to be, then Sadie killed Marcus?” She asked, an innocent smile placed on her face.

“Actually, no. The end of the story is that Sadie thought being thrown in the pool was fun.”

Sadie looked over her shoulder from her spot on the sofa before rolling her eyes, “The sunset is a pretty beautiful sight.”

“Sadie..no..I was talking about me.” Marcus laughed, “But I guess the sunset is nice.”

“mmm, good question. you’re welcome to kiss other parts of me.” riley told him, winking at the other.

Marcus smirked in Riley’s direction, “I’ll think about it and get back to you.” he teased with a laugh.

“so, remember how i said i got my lip pierced? yeah, my lip is swollen about the size of a grapefruit– not very happy about it.”

“How am I supposed to kiss that better?” Marcus teased quietly, nudging the older boy.

“What are you doing with a whole handle? Don’t think your das will like that.”

“I took it from the bar. It isn’t like they keep this stuff locked up. What my das don’t know won’t hurt them. Plus, I don’t see them around any way. But what has you looking for trouble? Isn’t that like..my job?”

“Anyone know where I get into some trouble around here?”

“If by trouble, you mean a bottle of good booze..here ya go.” Marcus said, handing the older man the bottle in his hand.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“I’ll prove it.” Marcus said smugly as he pulled off his sweat pants, leaving him only in his boxer briefs. “Look..how can you not agree?” he laughed as he flexed his legs, which were indeed very muscular.

“I’m sure your legs are anything but toned.”

“Are you serious right now? My legs are all muscle, Eliza.”

“Very funny, Marcus.”

“I wanted to show off my toned legs. You can have it back when I’m done.”

“Alright, which one of you bitches took my skirt?”

“It was me. Sorry, Eliza.”

“I’m not mad, I’m fucking pissed! Who gave you the right to go through my things?”

“I’m not going through your things, mate. I just walked in and it was like this..”