James quickly removed his feet from the table and looked at the large man with wide eyes. Then his eyes moved to the packages longingly. But he did as the man told him, walked over to where Noah was sleeping, and hit him in the face with a pillow.

Noah sat up and groaned. "Fuck off, James!"

"T' rich bloke is here," his little brother announced. That caught Noah's attention, and he quickly got ready and went over to where Quentin was, with the scrawny child on his heels.

"Good morning, ser," he said sheepishly when he saw his benefactor.