Addicted

Chapter 55.

"How are they looking?" Emmett asks when I walk into the kitchen. The sun was beaming through the kitchen window as Burney made breakfast for us all with Emmett's help.

I look down at the frying pan with the eggs in it that Emmett held. The eggs were black around the edges and I look at Burney at the corner of my eye.

"Yeah, looking good," Burney says, and I cover my mouth from laughing.

"Are you lying?"

"No, no," Burney says, and his hands go to Emmett's shoulder as he begins to massage them. "They look good."

"Mmm tasty," I add, but hide my face from the both of them.

"Now I know you're lying," Emmett says.

"What?" I feign offence. "I am not lying..."

"Alison, I have known you for over a decade now... You think I can't tell when you're lying?" he asks.

I look at him for a brief second. "Okay, true."

"You've burnt the shit out of them!" Zac calls out from behind us and all three of us turn to face him at the same time. Burney and I try and contain out laughter, but it comes out as a snort.

"They're just being kind," Zac says. Zac's eyes linger over me and I can't help but smile from the way he looked at me. I left him in his bed this morning, getting dressed in my comfortable clothes from last night and went into the kitchen where I was greeted by Burney and then later Emmett.

I felt a little weird around Zac, especially around other people. I didn't know how to act in front of Burney and Emmett, and I felt as if he didn't know too.

"So glad you could be honest," Emmett says with a roll of his eyes.

"Burney would have been honest, if this one wasn't here," Zac tells him, and his hand reaches to mine and he fumbles with my fingers a little.

"Burney would have been a cut-throat bitch," Emmett says.

"Still can be, if you want," Burney says which makes us laugh.

"Okay, move aside," I say, hitting Emmett with my hips to move him aside.

"Can we save them?" Emmett asks, looking down at the charcoal eggs.

"I'm afraid we've lost them," I say.

"Looks like we won't have eggs with breakfast," Burney jokes.

"Goddamn it, Emmett!" Zac shouts from the table.

"Yeah, Goddamn it, Emmett!" Burney adds and then I say it as well. We all repeat and laugh when Emmett laughs too.

"Shut up, I'm sorry!" Emmett yells and he walks to the table taking cutlery and plates with him.

"Watch how the master does it," Burney says, as he cracks an egg.

"Coffee?" I ask the boys and all three of them said yes- as if I even had to ask. Coffee was our life. Not soon later the coffee machine was roaring to life and I prepared us all a coffee each.

"How was last night?" Burney asked, and with our coffees raised to our mouths, both Zac and I looked at each other and I peaked at Emmett from the corner of my eye.

"What do you mean?" Zac asks first before any of us could speak.

"A night without me?" Burney replies. "What did you think I meant?"

"Nothing," Emmett says, sheepishly.

I smile over the rim of my cup, thinking about last night's events. Going out on a date with Zac was lovely. There was so many things that I still didn't know about him and I was desperate to know more. To think, if you told me a couple of months ago that I would be moving out to my best friend's place, fall in love and have everything happen since then, I obviously wouldn't believe it. I probably would never believe it. But here I was, dating Zac.

I smile to myself now. Along with this, getting caught by Emmett mid sexual act with Zac was probably one of the most embarrassing things to ever happen to me, and if you told me something like that was going to happen as well, of course I would never believe you.

I help Burney bring the food out and we discuss our planned day as we eat.

"Told you you're greedy," Zac tells me as he passes the table, witnessing me dig into my food. I suck in a breath and watch him from across the table and couldn't help biting my lip, thinking about last night's frisky activities in his room.

Once we finished eating, I watch Zac excuse himself to his room and only moments later he was completely dressed.

"Where are you off to now?" Emmett asks, taking the question from my head.

"I have to shop a little," Zac shouts and we watch him, put his denim jacket over his shoulders.

"If you wait a little, I can come with you if you want?" I ask him.

"I would love that," he says and smiles down at me. "Finish your coffee first."

I smile up at him beside me and Zac leans down and kisses me on the lips. He lingered over my face for a second and when we part, we seemed to remember at the same time that Burney and Emmett were sitting at the table now. Emmett only sat with a passive face, while Burney displaced a cheeky smile.

I hear Zac take in a sharp breath.

"So..." Burney begins and gestures between the two of us. "This is most definitely a thing now?"

I bite my bottom lip and look up at Zac with an instant nervous smile as my face is consumed with embarrassing heat.

"Yep," Zac says, dismissively. He leans down quickly and gives me another kiss as if to put on a show for the other two boys. He pauses for a split second before he takes his seat again, looking around the room nervously and I try not to chuckle. He looks like a kid out of place.

I drain the last of my coffee and when I turn in my seat to get up, his eyes watch me.

"I'll be back in five," I state and head to my room.

I opt for blue jeans and a light sweater. I put my hair in a half up half down style and put on my white Windsor smith sneakers. I head to the bathroom quickly, applying a light layer of foundation that was left on my brush and curling then applying mascara to my eyelashes. I brush my teeth and remind myself to get Zac an extra toothbrush for my bathroom before heading outside the bathroom.

"Ready?" I say next to the table and look at Zac. Almost immediately he stands and heads to the door and I'm left standing at the table looking at the two other boys who were smirking broadly.

"What did you say to him?" I ask, my own smile betraying me.

"Nothing much..." Emmett says.

"Just the occasional tease here and there," Burney adds.

"You guys are horrible," I shake my head with a smile.

"Let's go, Angel," Zac says, standing at the door. As I walk up to Zac, grabbing my handbag and a jacket, Zac takes my hand in his and I could hear singing start from the table.

"Ali and Zac, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G," both Burney and Emmett begin to sing.

"Oh, grow up!" Zac says, but the smile on his face betrayed him too.

When we leave the house, we could still the singing from inside and we both laugh as we jump inside his car.

"I'm glad they know about us now," he confesses.

"So do I."