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"Stop it," Josiah said from beside hih he knew exactly what JayI can see it Everything’s perfect It’s going to keep being that way We deserve it"

When Jay said stuff like that, he wanted to believe him He needed to believe him No one could make him think that way except for Josiah "Okay," Mateo replied si Josiah smile

They both turned Tristan’s way He opened his ot any words out, there was a knock at the door No one knocked on their door There was only one person the door thelass in his hand to keep fro it across the room

"Relax Josiah, answer the door You invited me over for breakfast as a thank you because I let you spend some time in my apart with that" Mateo couldn’t make himself look at Tristan as Tristan spoke He kept his eyes trained forward, hand on the glass, as Josiah stood and went for the door

They’d talked about this Tristan didn’t keep work papers in the apartment He had his laptop with him, and Tristan assured hiive a shit enough to try and push it on clothes How could they prove they weren’t Josiah’s? He had a room set up for himself and clothes in it Tristan’s ith Josiah’s in the room they slept in, but still, the fact that they even had to do this made him feel like shit That the shit he’d done put Tristan in this situation ate him up It wasn’t that they were in this position because of the things he’d done to protect Josiah It was because Mateo had been a du

"Relax," Tristan said through tight lips as Mateo heard Josiah say hello to his PO at the door

A few seconds later, Jay led his PO into the kitchen, another police officer by their side "Mateo, there’s sos shook as he pushed to his feet and set the glass down Mateo nodded at hi attention His eyes were trained on Tristan, who eyed hi a word

Mateo watched as Mr Sanders’ eyebrows pulled together and his body language changed, though Mateo wasn’t sure what it meant But his own? He definitely knehat the stiffness in his body and the fire racing beneath his skinit as tightly as he could He belongs here with us I belong here with theue, burned it with the need to break free He wanted the question in the one Wanted it to be okay that he ith Tristan, the same way he’d wanted it in the elevator that day

And Tristan did, too Mateo saw it in the challenge in Tristan’s eyes and the slight smirk on his face

Which was exactly the reason he needed to get the fuck away froone

Neither Tristan, nor his PO nor the cop paid him any attention, so Mateo forced himself to turn to Josiah All he had to do was stare at him, tell him with his eyes what he needed, and Josiah nodded

"Thank you for having breakfast withthe spell between the two men There was hesitation in Tristan’s rabbed his briefcase and laptop bag from beside the table

He didn’t look at Mateo as he followed Josiah to the front door, as though their lover had to lead hi expanded to run the length of him, as Tristan stepped out of the apartment door, without a word to hionna look around or what?" Mateo crossed his arh he knew he had Mateo by the balls He didn’t think it had anything to do with Tristan Theon with them, but he knew he had Teo at his mercy, and that was alh the kitchen, the cop right with hi a couple drawers and cabinets as he went Teo followed behind hirab theroom to hallway, hallway to office, office to the rooht in but pretended he slept in every night

He heard Josiah step in behind them as Mateo followed him into their room The room he shared with his men The one he dreae to beat the hell out of hi in their space He didn’t want his To flaunt his shit like he could do anything he wanted in here, even though he probably could