A Ruling Passion – Chapter 0712

Mark hung up the phone and ordered Mary to prepare the guest room. By this point, he was fairly sure that Tiffany was not going away tonight. It was nearing eleven, yet his Arianne did not look at all like she was packing up for bed.

He stood on the end of the stairs and called out, “Ari, it’s getting late. Time for bed, yes?”

Arianne eyed the clock on the living room wall. “It really is late. Why don’t we head to bed, Tiffie?”

A veil of moroseness still hung over Tiffany, who found it hard to smile when she remembered that Jackson had not given her a call or text even now. “Okay. But I don’t wanna sleep alone. Sleep with me?”

Mark almost choked himself on how accurate his prediction was. He knew it, Tiffany would definitely dish out this card — it was always moments like these when he was forced to reckon with the women’s creed of “sistahs before mistahs.”