Chapter 311: Don’t Have To Do Anything
The moment Tank, Désiré, Eric, and Chang Xuefeng walked into the house, they were greeted by Hattie’s moans. While they weren’t loud, they did seem to echo around the house, leaving no doubt as to what she was doing.
Désiré simply smiled as he led the way into the living room while Tank simply glared up the stairs, wishing he was in that room, too.
"Where are the others?" snapped Chang Xuefeng, his eyes narrowing on the only true human in the room. "And who the hell is he?"
"Dey be comin’ into de base today," replied Désiré with a wave of his hand. The house set a bottle of beer in front of him, and the man couldn’t hold back a moan of his own as he watched the condensation dripping down the outside. "Dey were behind us in line... but dat don’t mean much, I suppose."
"Which still doesn’t answer my question about the human male," sneered the Angel of Death as he gave Eric the side eye. "I assume the rest of the Sins are capable of finding their own way home. It isn’t like it is that hard."
"I’m Hattie’s husband," purred Eric as he looked at the cup of bourbon that had just appeared in front of him.
"Deadman says what?" grunted Chang Xuefeng, sitting up in his chair as his head swung around.
"If we had just all gone in together," started Tank, his voice a deep growl. "Then we wouldn’t need a human posing as a husband, now would we? Whose fucking bright idea was it was that we had to split up?"
The three men glared around the room, but since none of them could actually remember, it was pointless to fight over it.