Michael's POV
"Why are we here again?"
"We're trying to figure out what happened last night dumb ass."
"Isn't this a little creepy?"
"No."
"Is it a tiny bit creepy?"
"No."
"Is it-"
"For the last time no!"
"I'm pretty sure it's a little creepy."
"Do you want to see if they fucked or not!"
"......fine."
What the actual fuck is going on?
I squint open my eyes and find Zoë still peacefully asleep on my chest. I carefully slide out from under her, replacing me with a fluffy pillow for the time being.
I tiptoe over to the bedroom door and place my ear up against it.
"Can you hear anything?"
"Nope. Damn it! We missed our chance. I told you two martinis were enough."
These two are going to be the death of me.
I take a step back from the door before throwing it open, causing both the bodies of Kyla and Tony to collapse into the room.
"What the- ohhhh shit." Kyla says going wide eyed.
"Yeah, 'oh shit' is right. What the fuck are you two playing at?" I ask, livid.
"We were just, um....well you see.....it was her idea!" Tony says, pointing a finger at Kyla.
"So! You went along with it." Kyla defends.
"Yeah well, I don't really give a fuck who came up with this little 'plan' of yours. I'm done with you two playing this silly game! I want you to get off this idea of me and Zoë being together." I explain lucidly.
"Fine. I'm sorry Michael, we were really just having some fun s'all." Tony apologizes.
"Michael?" Zoë calls, wondering where I had gone.
"I'm right here Zoe, just taking care of.....something." I say adding a bit of a warning to my tone for Kyla and Tony.
"Oh, hey guys." Zoë greets our friends.
"Goodmorning Zoë, we were just leaving soooo, bye." Kyla says, dragging herself and Tony out of the room.
I close the door behind them and head back to the bed. I crawl back under the covers and Zoë snuggles up to me once again.
"What was that all about?" She asks with closed eyes.
"Don't worry about it." I whisper, humming a soothing tune until we both drifted off to sleep again.
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A few hours later, everyone was up and both of the girls were busy in the kitchen preparing some brunch.
This place was so beautiful. There are windows on almost every wall, giving us a gorgeous 360° view of the dazzling Australian coast.
"Michael! Get your ass in here!" I hear Zoë shout from the open kitchen.
"How may I be of service my queen?" I ask in an overly classy tone.
"Oh Sir Michael! How greatful I am that you came so quickly. Will you please set the island? Brunch shall be ready in just a few minutes." Zoë says, mocking my royal sounding voice.
"But of course, Madame." I say performing a quick bow before grabbing the plates to set the island.
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"I am just going to come out and say it..........that was the best meal of my life." Tony says, earning him a kiss from his girlfriend.
"Well I'm glad. Did you like it Michael? Zoë worked hard on those pancakes." Kyla queries.
"It was amazing guys. Thank you." I say rubbing my belly, which really wasn't that bloated, but I felt like it gave a good effect.
"So, what shall we do with the rest of our day, ma lady?" I ask Zoë, going back to our ridiculous banter.
"Kyla didn't you mention something about jet skis?" Zoë asks Kyla, giving me a smirk.
"Yeah we have two tied to the dock. You two can ride them after you wait 30 minutes." Kyla says, dishing herself another helping of fruit.
"Why do we have to wait 30 minutes?" I ask, puzzled by the silly rule she had just made.
"You have to wait 30 minutes after eating to go swimming dummy." Kyla clarifies.
"Jet skiing doesn't involve swimming." I counter.
"You'll be swimming once I tail whip you back to Sydney." Zoë says, giving me her adorable smirk.
"Is that right? Weren't you naturally a blonde? I don't think you could figure out how to get the thing started, let alone tail whip me." I defend, giving her a smirk of my own.
"Are you fucking with me Clifford? I could whoop your ass at any water sport, you know why? I lived on the ocean my entire life until I moved up to Sydney. And weren't you the natural blonde? Cus I know I was a brunette." She says flicking her hair for emphasis.
How does she always have a good comeback? Quick on her feet, that's the type of girl I need in my life. Wait what?
"Now, I suggest you shut up and give that hole in your face some time to heal while I go whoop your ass in a race. You set up those flags like I asked, didn't you Ky?" Zoë asks politely, after her rather harsh insult to me.
"Yep, all set." Kyla says through a mouthful of food.
"Great! Are we off then Clifford?" She asks, holding her arm out for me.
Wow. All I can say, is wow.
I take her arm and she begins leading me to the dock.
This is going to be an adventure.
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A/N: Soooooo.....what did you think?
I know, I know, another filler chapter. I'm sorry okay! I have some serious issues with writing what I actually am thinking and I can't get it all out into one chapter without the chapter being the fucking Odyssey.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed! Love you <3
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