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The elevator jerked to a stop When it did, thethe folder out of Mateo’s hand Or hell, maybe Mateo just dropped it because he couldn’t hold onto anything right now Didn’t even want to

The guy glanced down but then took a step forward, ht not to say so probleh for the e what he’d done As everyone else filed out of the elevator, Tristan grabbed the guy’s ars" There was nothing but ice in his voice

The suit stood there stunned for a minute Mateo, too His body tense, Butfuck, the nausea started to slip away at the same time His father would consider him weak for this but he didn’t care Teo was always the one taking care of others, sticking up for people--well, Josiah at least He wanted that Needed to be the one to take care of Jay and make sure no one fucked with him But he’d never had someone do that for him until this rasp but Tristan didn’t back up All Teo had to do was bend down to pick up the folder, but he didn’t Couldn’t Not when Tristan did this for hiray hair stared hard, confusion and anger in his eyes He glanced at Mateo, disdain there, because to hi ht he was

Tristan didn’t speak, but the guy bent down, picked up Mateo’s folder, and handed it to him Without another word, he walked out of the elevator, Tristan right behind him He didn’t turn back

Maybe toso fucking small Teo probably wasn’t worth the effort Tristan had just put out for hi to hiht about as he scraped old food and washed other people’s dishes all night As he cleaned up in the bathroo like he spent all night at a sink As he took the bus home--his home, their home

His pulse twitched, maybe his whole body did, but he couldn’t shut it down He felt primed, excited, needy to claim the way he wished he’d been able to earlier today

As Mateo pushed open the door to their aparth the living room toward the hallway

Mateo’s footsteps were quick, heavy, deter this to Josiah Do you want anything?" Tristan asked

He didn’t answer, just stopped in front of Tristan, his chest inflating and deflating deeply

"Call Jay to come here," Teo told him He needed his men, needed to prove they were his, even if he couldn’t do it publicly

Tristan didn’t take orders when it came to sex Mateo knew that But still, he didn’t take back the words Tristan turned to the hallway, about to do exactly as Mateo said, when Josiah’s words broke through the rooether"

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Josiah

Josiah stood at the end of the hall, watching his men Tristan had his back to the wall, plate in hand, and no shirt on He loved it when Tris was relaxed like this, in sweats and nothing else, shedding the man he showed to the rest of the world

And then Teo, dark skin and dark hair The scar on his neck peeking through the top of his shirt, his body tense as ever What had happened today, he wondered? Whatever it was, it weighed heavily on his quietly noble man anted to take care of all those around him

Josiah knehen he’d heard Teo coether, that this was thefor The one Tristan and Mateo needed Hell, Josiah needed it, too, because there was nothing more beautiful than the two men in front of him, and he wanted to experience that beauty fro their contrast--so different, yet both so siether

No one deserved it more than they did

When they looked Josiah’s way, he said, "I want to watch Tristan fuck you I want to see you take some of the bad away from each other the way you do for me Just you I need this" They all needed it, but they would listen ht it was only for Josiah Because as equal as they all were, and even though he didn’t doubt the love all of them shared, it couldn’t always be about Josiah between them, with them They kissed and touched each other without Josiah but they both held back fro themselves to each other except to share whatever pain they bonded over nights spent in Tristan’s office