The Comments Shipped Him with Her, but He Loved Me Chapter 09

The Comments Shipped Him with Her, but He Loved Me Chapter 09

I stared at Dylan, puzzled.

“What’s your problem?”

This outburst came out of nowhere.

I hadn’t even ordered Damon around lätely-just had him do a few things in my room.

How had I managed to offend this idol again?

“Don’t play dumb with me!”

“My brother… he knelt in your room all night last night, didn’t he?”

“His knees are all red!”

“Did you hit him too?”

“I saw claw marks all over his back and chest-who else in this base would dare do that to him?!”

“And someone told me this morning, when he came out of your room, his legs were shaking!”

“Vivian, this is too much!”

“Without my brother, you’d have been zombie food a long time ago!”

The more he ranted, the redder my face got.

This idol was still clueless, wasn’t he?

“Listen…” I started, trying to explain.

Dylan cut me off with a raised hand.

“Save it!”

“I’m warning you one last time-if you ever lay a hand on my brother again, I’ll throw you to the zombies myself!”

With that threat, he spun around and stormed off.

Wow.

Such a temper.

But I was in a good mood today, so I let it slide. Besides, he was Damon’s brother-I had to take the good with the bad, right?

That night, Damon came back.

He showered and walked into my room.

“Miss, tonight…”

I waved him off.

“Let’s take it easy tonight. Go sleep in your own room.”

His face fell, and he dropped to his knees by my bed, hugging my legs.

“Are you tired of me already?”

“It’s only been a while-how can you be sick of me?”

I reached out and gently patted his head.

“No, it’s just this isn’t good for our image.”

“And I’m draining your energy. What if zombies attack and you’re too spent to fight?”

I tried to push him off my lap.

But the next second, he lunged right back at me.

“A little energy drain doesn’t matter.”

“Besides, if I don’t release some of this lightning inside me, it’s actually bad for my health.”

“Miss, you don’t want me to feel unwell, do you?”

My heart was racing out of control.

My hands had already moved to his chest of their own accord.

Damn it.

When it’s handed to you on a silver platter like this, not taking a bite would be cheating myself. But what if Dylan actually followed through and threw me to the zombies?

BANG!

The door burst open as Dylan kicked it in.

He stormed inside, shouting.

“Vivian, I’ve finally caught you in the act!”

“I’m throwing you to the zombies right now!”

“Bro, don’t you dare stop me this time!”

“I’ve put up with this woman for way too long!”

He finished his rant, and both Damon and I turned to look at him.

Dylan froze, staring at the two of us tangled together on the bed, utterly stunned.

“Wait…”

“You two…”

“Bro, I…”

“I’m sorry…”

Mortified, Dylan covered his face with both hands.

“Are you staying, or are you joining?” I couldn’t help asking.

Dylan scrambled out in a panic.

Seconds later, his cries of despair echoed across the entire base.

Naturally, Damon and I couldn’t continue-the door was wrecked anyway.

But the night stretched long, and neither of us could sleep.

So Damon took me up to the roof to watch the moon.

Under the moonlight, I gazed up while the comments drifted past.