Chapter Nine

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Warning: This book is entirely fictitious. Mentions and actions of anorexia. Do not romanticize mental health disorders.

Miguels POV:

After showing my new tenant his room I head downstairs to the kitchen, realizing that I never asked for his name. I went to check up on how dinner was coming along. When entering the kitchen I find Ashton smashing potatoes. I go up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. Burying my head in his neck.

"How's the new kid?" Ash asks in his deep raspy rumble.

"Okay, but a little more worse off than I would have preferred. He's so timid, and scared, not to mention severely underweight. I could blow and the kid could fall right over." I said with sadness in my voice.

"How skinny are we dealing with? Do you think he's anorexic or bulimic?" Ash asks with veiled concern. To an outsider it would look like Ashton was just curious. But I heard in his voice the slightest tinge of concern.

"Too skinny. It has to have been going on for years now. His arms are so thin the skin looks like a film over his bone. His veins are so pronounced. Like one little scratch and he could bleed out. I'm scared for him." It wasn't often that I showed my raw emotions. Always trying to be the tuff leader. Keeping everyone else calm. Ash turned around from where he was working, wrapping me up in his arms, kissing me softly on the lips. His piercings leaving a cool feeling behind.

"We'll just have to try and help him. We can't fix him in a week. Probably not even in a couple months. But we can try our best." Ash said deeply, and with a raspy tone.

"Your right." I said back. Kissing Ash on the cheek, then eyebrow, nose, and finally his lips. Ash depends the kiss. Licking my bottom lip. I don't allow him in, instead moving one of my hands to firmly grasp his ass cheek. Ash lets out a gasp, giving me an opportunity to slide my tongue into his mouth. He fights for dominance but ends up losing. I tangle my tongue with his. Messaging the muscle. Playing with his tongue piercing.

"Hey! No fair! I wanna join!" Alex whines from the kitchen doorway. I end the kiss after a second, groping Ash's ass one more time before pulling away and turning around to look at Alex. Turning around I find Nico on the kitchen island, swinging his legs, and Alex by the door way pouting. I started making my way across the kitchen, fully intending to devour Alex, but I'm stoped by Nico gracefully jumping off the counter, walking over and circling his arms around my waist.

"We don't have time to play around love." Nico says gently. "Dinner needs to be finished in time for our new member. He's also here at the moment, and could walk in at anytime. I don't think it's wise to show him this early on."

"I've been wondering." Ash adds after Nico is done talking. "Are we going to add this kid? Or are we taking people in again. It's been around two years since you've recruited anyone."

"I say if he's sexy, cute, and or adorable, we keep him!" Alex exclaimed excitedly.

"We can't just force him into our relationship Alex." I sigh exasperatedly. "I took him in because of how special his case is. He would have been wrongfully sent to jail if I didn't give him the option of coming here. And I didn't really wanting him to go to an actual correctional facility. It's just an added plus that he's adorable." I said.

"I can't wait to see him. I wonder what he looks like. You said he's cute and now I'm inpatient!" Alex pouted yet again.

"I saw him." Nico gently said. "He was coming up the stairs to the third floor being led by Miguel. I was coming out of Rowan's room. Miguel was explaining the third floor to him."

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