Chapter 39- Right in front of my salad?

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Travis's POV

Can someone fuck me up the asshole with a breadstick and call me king cobra it's early and the doorbell is ringing.

"Zane can you get it?" He doesn't respond, I poke his back and he flinched but nothing else, guess I Shen to do it... I put clothes on and I go downstairs to be greeted by Zianna who is already at the door, Dante is standing at the doorway looking a bit intimidated so I step in.

"Morning Zianna... Dante"

"Morning sweetheart! Dante here was just looking for you!" She gets out of his way and he steps inside, Zianna goes to the kitchen and I drag Dante near the staircase.

"What are you doing here?!"

"I just wanted to hang out since we haven't in a while, I did t know Zianna would still be here"

"Hmph... well that's fine but just can you do me a favor and try to wake Zane up while I go talk to her"

"What! Why me?!"

"Because... now go!" He slouches and rolls his eyes going up the stairs, I enter the kitchen and Zianna was making breakfast for all of us.

"Zianna you didn't have to-"

"Oh I must! After my lazy freaking husband decided to crash here without any warning and invading your privacy I thought this was the least I can do!" I slowly back away as she's starting to aggressively cut fruits. Dante meets me in the living room.

"Hey Travis he's not waking up... I think he's dead"

I roll my eyes at him and I drag him upstairs. Zane still hasn't moved for his position, Dante goes over and pokes his face.

"Quit poking him" I go over and I slightly shake Zane but he didn't wake up.

"I told you he was dead"

"He's not dead... babe wake up" I lightly slap his face and I got a moan... I'm making process I guess.

"Baby it's fucking time to wake up" I slap him even harder and he jolts up slapping me back.

"Oww! At least your up..."

"Ahh! Dante!" He covers his upper body with the blanket.

"What? I'm not that ugly"

"First of all: yeah you are, second of all: get the fuck out of room I'm fucking naked!"

"Jeez, sorry that you didn't put clothes on after you two decided to fuck, plus Travis you should really control yourself when placing hickeys"

"Okay Dante get out so he can change then" he huffs and walks out of the room leaving Zane to put his clothes on. I can hear Zianna and Dante laughing downstairs, I join them as Zane takes forever to change.... no surprise since it takes a lot of effort to put fucking skinny jeans on.

"Dante your making a... salad?"

"Yep! Just trying to be heathy and get fit again"

"Since when do you care about what you look like?"

He tilts his head and whispers to himself "Since Vylad was looking up that one guy that has fucking beautiful abs and luscious hair..."

"I mean I just want to!"

"Seriously? Your jealous..."

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