Chapter 106 We need to talk

“You look like shit,” Ryan said, looking up from the sandwich he was making. “Rough night?”

Zachary opened the fridge and poured himself a glass of orange juice. He downed it in one go, sat at the table, and dropped his pounding head into his hands.

“I take it as a yes,” Ryan said with a laugh, putting a cup of coffee in front of him. “How many times do we have to have this conversation? You’re poisoning your body.”

Sometimes Zachary really hated his brothers. They all had become cheeky as hell.

“Ryan,” Zachary ground out. “Shut up.”

A laugh came from the doorway, making him wince.

“I absolutely love the little boy look you get whenever Zachary uses that voice,” Jane said, sauntering into the room and dropping into the chair beside to Ryan. She grabbed the sandwich Ryan had made and started eating it with great relish.

“That was mine,” Ryan said.

“Yeah and so?” Jane said with an arrogant look.