You were sitting in between the two men, wearing a simple white tank top and matching shorts. Your father's eyes flickered to your exposed legs and the slight curve of your tank top, his jaw clenched tightly. Marco, oblivious, continued to joke and laugh, occasionally nudging you playfully.

As the night wore on and the alcohol continued to flow, you found yourself getting sleepy between the two men. Your father gently adjusted your position so you were lying with your head on his chest and your legs draped over Marco's lap. They exchanged a silent look over your head before both settling in comfortably.