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watching with obvious fascination. Matthew supposed part of it was the fixer was seeing a more nurturing side to Matthew than he’d shown anyone in the joint.
    “Sorry, you didn’t tell me he was your boyfriend! You were never, you know, exclusive with anyone before; not that there weren’t a few guys who wanted you that way.”
    Matthew decided not to try to explain. If Leo thought Dove was his , he’d back off about suggesting jobs Dove could get shaking his ass or sucking off other men, which would be good since it made Matthew very, very pissed off to think of his gorgeous innocent doing any of those things.
    For anyone but Matthew, that is. Shit!
    “He is mine,” Matthew said, glaring into Leo’s eyes, all alpha male in a wiry package.
    Leo dropped his gaze first. He obviously remembered how insanely Matthew could fight, and he didn’t want to get on his bad side. Sometimes having a rep was useful, even if it was earned in blood and broken ribs and other things Matthew didn’t let himself think about.
    “Too bad. He’s yours, but I would have loved to hire him for a night. That untouched look; it’s a kink.” Leo raised his hands at Matthew’s killer glare. “So what you need? Work for yourself? You know I could help you make some high-class connections. Hollywood producers, that kind of shit.”
    “I don’t sell myself. What I need,” Matthew’s voice softened to a whisper, and he glanced around to make sure no one else was within hearing range, “is to figure out how to send a signal into outer space.”
    Leo laughed.
    Matthew sighed.
     
    *  *  *
    “I was thinking maybe the planetarium? Or an observatory, a place that already sends signals into space, that might work,” Matthew said.
    Dove shrugged off his denim jacket and his T-shirt with the enticing slogan. It rode up his olive, smooth skin as he also flashed that little line of black hair revealed by his low-riding jeans as he peeled them off.
    Matthew wanted to lick that treasure trail right down to his thick cock and then take it in his mouth and—
    “I think I’m hungry,” Dove complained.
    Matthew took a deep breath. He wanted to eat something too. “Okay, I can make some mac and cheese. I think you’d like that.”
    “Matthew, your half-sister?”
    “What about her?” Well, that killed his drive. Matthew banged the pan on the burner, trying not to stiffen up. What was it with angels that they apparently knew just where to poke, never giving a man any peace?
    “Did she forgive you for saving her from the man who hurt her?”
    Matthew swallowed as he used the burner to light a cigarette. He took a drag and looked over at Dove, who was lying on Matthew’s bed, splayed out like a beautiful pet.
    “She told me she hoped I’d want to die in the joint,” Matthew said. “Guess her wish came true.”
     
    *  *  *
    “This is good!”
    “I’m glad you like it, gorgeous.” Matthew experienced a silly kind of pride that Dove was so enthusiastic about his simple meal. He liked providing for someone. It wasn’t something he’d done for a long time, except for the odd little boy he’d taken under his wing in prison to protect him from the predators who liked innocents. “What’s it like, being an angel?”
    “Angel is a human name for us. We are more like what you call little green men, only I’m not green and I don’t come from Mars,” Dove stated firmly. “I have never been to Mars. Oh, and I’m not so little either.”
    Matthew rolled his eyes. “Thanks for clearing that up! What do you look like?”
    “My ship is a container for my essence. Unlike you, I don’t have a body. I can create one though. I like doing that.” Dove looked wistful. “I was sure you’d enjoy this body; you thought about it often. Even though it is an accident that I am here, I wanted… to get closer to you, Matthew.”
    Matthew cleared his throat. “So you’re sort of a shape-shifter?”
    “I guess, just not like something from that