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“I know you do sometimes. If only to feed your hero complex. But I told you, I love you just the same, because you’re my brother.”, she smiled. “Aren’t they, though? I mean, you must have read cases at school. You should know high functioning psychopaths with murdering tendencies tend to perform very well in social situations. And I’m not even going to dignify that theory of yours with an answer, Zachary.” Denna sighed, rolling her eyes. “Heath is always going to freak out, no matter what I say. I’m the one threatening to reveal everything after all. They should stop blaming you, though. I would have found out regardless.” It would have taken her much more time if it hadn’t been for Zac though, but she isn’t going to say that out loud.
“I’m talking about love. That doesn’t always have to do with seeing the other person naked. Love and sex are not the same thing, Zac.” Her lips parted to say something, then she closed her mouth again. Zac was always oblivious or too self involved to care about pretty much everything, but now he was using his keen senses. Damn it. “I’m not falling for- that’s none of your business! And there’s nothing wrong with Tristan’s dick. I just- I’m not sure if I miss it- him, him anymore. And I don’t know what to do.”
“Okay well because we’re family you should believe that I care...because I have to.” He chuckles to end his thought, knowing that he at least was able to show an interest in her problems. That seemed like enough, at the very least he was able to keep the conversation going. That could make her feel better? Truth be told, Zac wasn’t the most comforting person, or the kind to be able to give any good advice. Maybe adequate advice if the subject was getting someone’s number within one night. “Not saying you’re an idiot or anything but I’m not exactly into hiding things. If I cared about the secret as much as Heath does maybe you’d know less.” He shrugs his shoulders. “But relax, I can deal with Heath.”
His brows furrow as she mentions love. What was she talking about? He had no experience with the concept, his connections with people are purely based on snap-judgement desires. Desires that would disappear in the blink of an eye after he was fulfilled. He cared far too much about himself to believe that love is a suitable answer. “Whatever, seeing someone without their clothes makes them vulnerable. That makes people freak out the same way you’re freaking out about love, close enough.” He would also argue it’s better too, how he was able to be someone’s everything at twice the speed as healthy relationships did with love as a weapon. “I knew it! C’mon what’s the issue then? You feel bad for not wanting to fuck Tristan anymore because you want to fuck someone else? So what? You can’t miss him for the rest of your life you’ll go insane, sounds like you’re finally moving on.”











