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up?” Like a dog with a bone, Jude
chewed his food and went right back to the third degree.
    “Uh,
the outer walls are there, but unstable. So complete redo. I just don’t know if
I want to rebuild. I might not be here long enough for it to matter.” He
drained the last of his first beer and started on the second, trying not to
focus on Jude’s mouth as he placed another bite inside.
    Reaching
down, Will gripped his dick and willed it to settle down. Fuck, it was as if
the thing had a mind of its own all of a sudden. “My contract is up; I don’t
know if I’ll be offered an extension, or if I’ll go free agent.”
    “Ah.”
Jude ate small bites but he never averted his gaze. “We could list it as a lot
and a buyer could build whatever they want on the property. Or if you have new
construction you could make a nice profit? Let me ask you this, are you
mortgaged or did you buy outright like
    Levi
did here?”
    What
was this “we” thing? “Uh, it’s not a mansion or anything. It’s not in a ritzy
part of the city. I bought an old house in foreclosure for cash. I already got
back more from the insurance company than I paid for it.”
    Jude
nodded and seemed to be thinking; his eyes were a bit unfocused now that Will
looked close enough. “If the neighborhood is gentrifying you could make even
more than that by rebuilding. Even if you don’t stay, the realty agency I
worked for could handle the sale. Depends on what you want. And if you stay,
what are you going to do for the next couple of years?”
    “If
you want me out now that the season is over, Jude, just say so,” Will couldn’t
think of any other reason for the man to be all up in his business like this.
“I could probably get Bocephus to let me crash in his guest room for a couple
of months until the contract decisions are final.”
    Jude’s
eyes cleared and he tilted his head, he looked like a puppy who was trying to
figure out where the tennis ball just went. Huge liquid whiskey eyes swept over
Will making him shiver. His dick pressed hard against his jeans. The longer
Jude looked at him like that the harder he became. “I didn’t say that,” he said
finally.
    “You
did the first day you were here,” Will reminded him. “The season is over. I
should probably find a rental or a hotel or something.” Maybe he should start
thinking about a new place to live, especially now that his dick was working
without the help of the erectile dysfunction drug fairy.
    “That
was then, and you’d just pulled a gun on me. Since then I’ve gotten used to
having you around. And your gun.” Jude seemed to be suddenly absorbed in his
food. He played with the noodles moving them around his plate.
    “You
like my gun?” Will tried hard to find a way that couldn’t be construed as
sexual. Was Jude like his brother after all? Was this Jude’s way of telling him
he liked dick. In particular Will’s dick.
    “I
lived here alone for about nine months. My car was stolen from right outside
and I was mugged…twice. I never felt safe here.” Jude stuffed a piece of garlic
bread in his mouth, and without even touching the salad he’d made, went to
scrape the rest of his food in the trash. He busied himself by rinsing the
dishes and loading them into the dishwasher. “You don’t have to move out…unless
Levi asks you too. It’s not really an issue with me.”
    “Let
me get this straight, you like that I have a big gun?” The big gun in his pants
seemed pleased by this statement. Will pinched himself hoping the pain would
cause the damned thing to go back to being bored unless called for duty.
    “You’re
a fucking behemoth. You look like you could tear someone apart. Just don’t
leave the damned thing in the bathroom, and I won’t have a problem…as long as
you don’t point it at me again….okay, I have a presentation to prepare and a
couple of cases to study over the weekend. I’m just going to go upstairs
and…you finish the clean up since I