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hard he couldn’t hear what Lafferty said next. He forced himself to calm and cleared his throat, wiping the tears from his eyes.
    “What was that?” Matthew asked.
    “I said I ended up getting in my car and driving into Houston. They’ve opened a bathhouse north of the beltway—well, it’s kind of a bathhouse. The Baptists haven’t figured out what it is. Anyway, I went there and had a good time.”
    “Lafferty, you need to be careful.”
    “I am. I always play safe and—”
    “No, not like that. You could be forced. Be careful. I’d hate to have to beat someone’s ass.”
    “Dramatic much? I’m good. I can take care of myself. And I don’t put myself in situations where one of those big burly men can manhandle me, not that I’d complain.”
    Matthew cleared his throat, wishing his brother wouldn’t take chances. “I’m going to be forced to kick someone’s ass, aren’t I.”
    “Calm down, I’ll be fine. I’m headed to Italy soon.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah, looking for an Italian Stallion,” Lafferty quipped.
    “Lord help us all. Those guys will beat you if you insult them.”
    “Don’t worry, I won’t.”
    Back when he and Lafferty had been on the streets, he’d been forced to take care of the guy when he’d been hurt. Now, they were equals, but he still was concerned about his brother’s wellbeing.
    “I’ll always worry about you,” Matthew said.
    “I know, and I love you for it.”
    “Have a good time in Italy and be safe.”
    “You too, bro. Don’t let this guy hurt you.”
    Matthew paused and toyed with a crease in his pants leg. “He won’t. He’s good. How is Daniel?”
    “God, he’s a pill. Good as any little kid could be, but he’s going to be a lady killer when he gets older.”
    Matthew heard the mirth in Lafferty’s voice. They both loved their little brother, but he was good a getting people to do what he wanted, especially women. “You think he’ll end up being straight?”
    “Yeah, no doubt about it,” Lafferty mumbled.
    “I got to go. I’ll talk with you later.” He missed his family and his brothers, but there wasn’t any way he could stay in Texas and stay sane. He wasn’t meant to be a rancher and he loved adventure too much to stay put in one place.
    “Love you,” Lafferty said, wistfulness filling his voice.
    “I love you, too.” Matthew hung up the phone, wishing he could be there to protect Lafferty, but his place was here in the middle of the desert, keeping peace and destroying terror.
    The thing with Jazz was getting more complicated than he’d thought it would ever be. He headed to the mess hall after finishing his conversation with Lafferty, his mind rolling over how to handle Jazz. Maybe he was in too deep, or maybe not deep enough.
    His unit was seated near the back of the room, and he pulled up a chair, sitting across from Jazz. The quick eye contact from his lover told him all he needed to know. Jazz was horny and wanted him. There were other gay guys here, but he’d not wanted to get into anything with anyone in their unit. He knew fucking someone he worked with would be messy, but with Jazz, it wasn’t.
    “Hey, Tex, where have you been?” Slider asked.
    “Probably jacking off,” Jimmy barked out as he snorted.
    A couple of guys laughed and one dude he knew wasn’t from their unit mouthed off. “If he could even find his dick.”
    More of them laughed, and Matthew rolled his eyes, shaking his head. He was secure enough with his penis size to not care what the guy said.
    Bounder stood and grabbed his crotch. “Damage, you’ve probably never seen an actual cock since yours is missing. Maybe you’ll get lucky and Tex will show you his.” Bounder left the group and headed over to the drink station.
    “I know what a cock is. Trust me, mine is huge. That’s why they call me Damage.”
    “I thought they called you Damage because you break everything,” Slider said.
    Damage laughed. “I only break hot pussy.”
    Bounder