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Josiah moaned when he felt the war his eyes, he kneas Tristan and not Teo He smelled the difference in their skin, felt the difference in their hands Both made him wild, both were his, but they were each so different and so individually Tristan or Mateo

"If you don’t wake up, you won’t get your surprise" Tristan’s even, confident voice broke through the haze of sleep

Josiah opened his eyes "Hey" He looked up at Tristan and noticed he’d shaved today He loved when he had stubble on his face, though he guessed he loved the smooth look just as much That was Tristan to the outside world Smooth

"I can’t believe I fell asleep I never take naps Teo and I worked pretty hard at the shop today"

He’d showered as Teo left for work, curled up on the couch, and obviously fallen asleep

"I know I called hio in, since I won’t see hih Josiah’s chest when he heard things like that It ceether, they needed each other also That was so Josiah needed Yet, he wanted ets hoht" Josiah sat up

Tristan nodded "We can For now, you’re coh" He held out his hand, much the way Teo had done to Josiah earlier in the day He took it and let his lover pull hi?" Josiah asked

"You’ll see"

Tristan, already being prepared, waited while Josiah put his shoes on and grabbed a light jacket It was only Septes in San Francisco were already chilly

They went to the parking structure of their new building, heading straight for Tristan’s BMW

"Hoas your day?" he asked Tristan as they drove It was so into their bed late at night

"Okay I spent the s" He said it with no excite, either, like it just was