Zach laughed at that reasoning, although to be fair he supposed it made sense. “So you’re saying I should be pleased that you and Mads both call me that?” He asked, wondering for a moment what kind of relationship the younger man had had with his own siblings, especially if he had a habit of ignoring his brother. “Nah, she doesn’t ignore me.” But the same couldn’t be entirely said for how he had behaved awhile ago. Shutting his entire family out in favor of booze. Shaking his head, Zach shoved that thought aside, now wasn’t the time to take a walk down failure lane. “Did you have a good reason for ignoring your brother?” He asked, shifting the focus of the conversation onto Jax.
True, shrapnel was dangerous as hell. Maybe it was his own cockiness, but he figured he had survived it once with all his limbs intact, it could happen again. “Really,” he answered honestly. “And yeah, it can, but I’d take that again over spending days in quarantine freaking the fuck out.” Granted if he was bitten again he wouldn’t have to do a stint in quarantine, but once was enough to make him hate the idea of encountering a zombie again. “Call me crazy or something, I guess.”
Again Zach found himself snorting a laugh. “Your girlfriend really told you she’d kick your ass if you went around spying on people?” If he was remembering correctly Jax’s girlfriend was the Hensley girl, who actually seemed like she might follow through on a threat like that. “Though I suppose if you’ve got yourself a girl, you don’t really have a need to go spying on anyone else, and for the record it would have been creepy as hell anyway.” Not even Zach could condone trying to spy on people naked. When Jax tried to pull the whole pouting card on him, Zach just chuckled. “My baby sister is Maddie, do you really think pouting has any damn effect on me?” He asked. “And they kind of do, trust me. Oh yeah? Care to share what some of these hobbies are?”