Chapter 13

(NOTE: This chapter contains a relatively lengthy text conversation that uses a number of emojis. If they don’t render properly on your device it may be a little difficult to understand what is being said in a few places.)

It was still another week before the Hamada’s were to actually move into their new home. Furniture had to be delivered and installed and they had a lot of set up to do. Thankfully, many hands make light work, as the adage goes. All of Hiro’s friends gladly made time to either transport stuff, install appliances, or assemble new beds or other furniture. For insurance reasons, professionals took care of installing the large appliances for the cafe, but everything else was done by friends or family, including the robot mascots.

In the Cruz’s apartment, Megan was helping Hiro pack up the last of his things. “So I guess this is it,” Hiro said. “With us no longer living together there won’t be any more, um, slips. Intentional or otherwise.”

“Just admit it,” Megan said, smiling. “You’re going to miss this.” She pulled out the collar of her shirt, giving Hiro a clear view of a bra covered breast.

Hiro couldn’t resist looking for a moment before bouncing his eyes away, fearful that Diego might walk by at exactly the wrong moment. “I think you’re the one who’s going to miss it. Who knew that Megan Cruz was secretly an exhibitionist? I honestly lost count of how many times I saw ... something ... these last couple of weeks.”

Megan let go of her shirt and adjusted it back to normal. “So what I’m hearing is you’ve become desensitized to my womanly charms,” she said in mock disappointment. “Guess I’ll have to dial things up a notch or two.”

Hiro shook his head, grinning at his friend’s antics. “Or down. Or better yet, off completely. You do know that normally girls don’t show off their nearly nude bodies to someone they aren’t dating, right?”

“But normal’s boring. Don’t you think what we do is far more fun?”

“I don’t know if fun is the word I’d use for it. Nerve wracking, more like it.”

“You’re only saying that because you’re scared of what my dad might do if he ever caught on.”

“And can you blame me? He did give you bear spray and a taser as a means of self defence. What more would he do if he ever caught you flashing your tits at me?”

“You worry too much. He likes you, and he’s dating Miss Cass. He wouldn’t do anything that might jeopardize his ability to tap that ass.”

Hiro blushed. “Megan! That’s my aunt you’re talking about.”

“And? She’s a total milf and you know it.”

Hiro wanted to say no, of course. Nobody wanted to talk about how sexy a family member was, especially when it was true. Rather than lie, he simply changed targets. “Would you like it if I said your dad was ... what’s the guy version of milf?”

“Dilf. Dad I’d like to...” That finally made Megan hesitate. While she was perfectly willing to talk about the subject in general, referring to her own father as someone she’d “like to fuck” was not a sentence she was prepared to say out loud, even if it was only in explanation. “Well, you know the rest. And believe me, I know. You can’t imagine how much time I spent at our old home having to screen all the women who were trying to, let’s just say ‘make a good impression’ with the chief of police. But Cass knew him from before he had that kind of power. I know she likes him for him, and not for his job or his influence. Anyway, if my dad ever caught you and me doing ... whatever, the worst he would ever do is glare at you.”

“Forgive me if I don’t take your word on that,” Hiro said skeptically. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to believe Megan, it was just that he dared not take that risk.

Megan just shrugged. “It doesn’t really matter. With you moving out there won’t be any more opportunities for us to be alone together anymore. Like in your bedroom.”

“Or bathroom,” Hiro said, recalling all the times that Megan did or at least tried to walk in on him while he was using or about to use the shower. “It’ll be nice to not have to worry about someone barging in on me all the time.”

“It wasn’t all the time,” Megan said, smiling. “Not even most of the time. Once a day, tops.”

“Once a day, what?” Diego suddenly asked as he walked by Hiro’s room with a box of Cass’s things.

“Fighting over the bathroom,” Megan said without skipping a beat. “It’ll be nice to have it all to myself again.”

If nothing else, Hiro had to credit Megan with her ability to come up with completely believable lies on the spot. Had he been the one to answer, he’d be fumbling over his words so badly that Diego would inevitably be more suspicious, not less.

“Yeah,” Diego replied, sounding somewhat sad. “Same with me.”

Hiro let out a sigh. Considering how happy Aunt Cass had been with their cohabitating with the Cruz’s, he knew it was only a matter of time before he’d be doing this. He had hoped that he would be able to get at least a little respite from Megan’s constant teasing but it seemed like his break probably wouldn’t be as long as he’d like. “Um, listen, Mr. Cruz,” he began, then decided he needed to be a little more serious. “Diego.”

The older man definitely noticed the change in address and tone of Hiro’s voice. He put down the box he was carrying and gave Hiro his full attention. “Yes, Hiro?”

“You ... care for my aunt. A lot.” It wasn’t really a question.

Diego nodded. “More than anything.” He glanced over at his daughter then added, “Besides Megan, of course.” She just smiled and rolled her eyes.

“And she cares a great deal for you too,” Hiro said. He hesitated, not quite knowing the words he wanted to use next. “I ... I know us living together hasn’t been for very long, and you’ve had barely a year living here yourselves, but ... what would you say to the idea of you and Megan ... moving in with us?”

That definitely provoked reactions from the others. Diego’s face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning, while Megan gave him a surprised but genuine smile.

Hiro held up a hand to forestall any questions. “Now, I haven’t actually talked with Aunt Cass about any of this. This was just a spur-of-the-moment idea. But if she were to be on board with it, is that something you’d consider doing?”

“Yes!” Diego nearly shouted, before regaining a measure of self control. “Um, yes, I’d be amenable to such an idea. Megan, what do you think?” he asked, turning his attention over to her and doing his best to appear calm and controlled.

Megan smiled at her father’s overreaction then spared a glance at Hiro. Her smile changed ever so slightly and the twinkle in her eye made it clear to him what she thought of the idea. “Yeah, I suppose I could live with that,” she said, downplaying her true thoughts. “Hiro and I would still be sharing a bathroom I guess, but that’s a sacrifice I’d be willing to make to see you happy, Dad.”

“So, um, would you like me to talk to Aunt Cass, or would you like to do the honours?” Hiro asked Diego.

“If you don’t mind, I would love to tell her myself,” Diego said. He seemed to think it a foregone conclusion that she’d agree though Hiro couldn’t help but feel the same. He nodded and Diego rushed off to go find his lover, leaving the box he was carrying behind.

Megan came up beside Hiro and bumped his shoulder with her own. “Nice job,” she said. “I haven’t seen Dad that excited since, well, since Cass agreed to come stay with us. So not that long ago, really.”

Hiro chuckled. “Well it’s the same for Aunt Cass. She’s always been a glass-half-full kind of gal, but since she and your dad became a thing it’s been more like glass-completely-full. I’d be a pretty lousy nephew if I did something to ruin that for her.”

“Yeah, you would. But you know what this means, right?” As if there was any question as to what she was referring to, she reached up and gave her breasts a little squeeze, removing any doubt.

Hiro took a step away from her, just to be on the safe side. “I know, I know,” he said, “But like you said, it’s a sacrifice I’d be willing to make.”

“Right ... sacrifice,” Megan said sarcastically, grinning at him. Just then, they heard a squeal of joy from somewhere in the house. “I guess that means your aunt said yes,” she added. “Come on, let’s go congratulate the two lovebirds.”

The two teens headed for the source of the noise and found Diego and Cass in the living room. Not all that unexpectedly, the two adults were kissing. However, what was not expected was Cass straddling Diego on the couch and seemingly trying to eat Diego’s face with how much tongue she was using. The sight made both Hiro and Megan stop in their tracks and immediately blush.

“Ahem!” Hiro said somewhat loudly after it was clear the adults still weren’t aware of their children’s presence and had no intentions of stopping.

Quick as a flash, Cass was on her feet and straightening her shirt. “Hiro!” she said, out of breath from her brief but intense make-out session with her lover. “Diego just told me that you...” Rather than finish what she was going to say, she rushed over and began kissing Hiro all over his face. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she said, then pulled him into a tight embrace. “I was worried about bringing up the idea to you, but for you to take the initiative and ... well, you’ve made me incredibly happy!” Then she continued to pepper kisses all over his face.

Hiro endured the kisses without complaint, but when Cass hugged him he could actually feel her nipples, which had gotten quite stiff from what she was doing with Diego, poking into his skin despite the several layers of fabric separating them. He squirmed uncomfortably and managed to slip out of her embrace, then held her at arm’s length. “I’m happy that you’re happy,” he said, doing his best not to let his eyes drop to the two very noticeable points sticking out from Cass’s chest. “Though maybe save those kisses for Diego.”

“Nonsense! You’ll always be the number one man in my life, and even if there is someone else for me to share my affection with, I will always love you. And love means kisses!” She then gently swatted Hiro’s arms aside, moving in again and planting one final kiss on his forehead.

The four of them spent the remainder of the day figuring out the logistics of having the two households merge together under one roof on a more permanent basis. Thankfully Diego hadn’t yet renewed the contract on his apartment, so they wouldn’t have to pay any sort of cancellation fee and would still have until the end of the year, which was now less than a month away, to actually move out. Most of the furniture came with the apartment, but considering that the Hamada’s place was pretty much fully furnished, the only things they needed to get were a bed and dresser for Megan’s room. Since it would take a few days to acquire those particular items, they opted to continue sleeping at the Cruz’s until Megan had a place to sleep.

That didn’t stop Hiro from setting up his new room though, and inviting Karmi over the day before everyone moved in with the intention of properly breaking in his new Alaskan King bed while Cass was busy helping the Cruz’s pack up the last of their things. When Karmi arrived he gave her the grand tour, starting with the main floor and ending with his bedroom, explaining what would eventually be in each area if it wasn’t already furnished.