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 And you are?
 What does my private life have to do with your investigation?
For that matter, what do I have to do with it? Liam slowly made his
way back to his front door. The detective was going to get his narrow-
minded ass out of Liam s home. He would make sure of it.
Detective Watterson gave Liam a cute, lopsided smile that made
his foot falter. Damn, with that smile, the man wasn t that bad
looking.  I was just wondering if maybe I could take you out for a cup
of coffee or something.
Well, that shut Liam up real quick.
Liam looked at the detective in a whole new light, more closely
than he had before. Now that he really looked at the detective, Liam
saw that the detective was a handsome man.
The guy was tall, that was for sure. The detective stood at least
six-two and had a lean build. At least from what Liam could tell
behind the business suit the guy wore. He wondered what the man
looked like naked.
Stop it, Liam. You don t need this.
Maybe he did. It was about damn time he moved on from Bishop.
Veronica kept telling Liam that he needed to get out and date. That
focusing on another man would help to heal his heart. He sure hoped
she was right.
 How about dinner? I m late for work. You can pick me up at
five. I assume you know where I live? Liam gave the detective his
deep-dimpled, mischievous smile. To hell with it. He was going to
come back to the land of the living and enjoy himself.
The guy laughed, and it was a beautiful, musical laugh. Liam
could see himself dating this man.  Yeah, I think I can find your
place. Five sounds perfect. I ll pick you up then. He turned to leave
then turned back around.  Jack.
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 Huh? Liam looked at the detective in confusion.
 My first name is Jack. See you at five.
* * * *
Liam raced home to get ready for his date with Jack.
 Where s the fire? Veronica laughed from the kitchen where she
was cooking dinner.
Liam skidded to a halt right outside the kitchen, his heart racing a
million beats a second.  Oh crap. I forgot to call you and tell you not
to make dinner for me. Liam grinned from ear to ear.  I have a date,
he added.
 Oh, Liam! I m so happy for you. Is he someone I know? Details,
details. Veronica wiped her hands off on the towel and ran toward
him, looking just as excited as he was.
 He s a detective, Ron. Jack Watterson. He asked me out this
morning, and I agreed. I have no idea where we re going. Will you
help me get ready? Liam ran from the kitchen, heading toward his
bedroom.
 Detective? Is something going on that I should know about?
How did you meet a detective this morning? Veronica was hot on his
heels, firing off questions as she followed him into his room. Liam
headed straight for his closet.
 He came to the house this morning. Some guy was murdered at
my old address, and apparently Bishop was convinced it was me. Jack
was making sure I wasn t in hiding from Bishop. You know, making
sure Bishop wasn t trying to locate me. Liam grimaced when he
realized how he sounded. Like Bishop was a crazed stalker and had
killed the man in his old house to get to him.
 Liam! Who was the murdered guy? Why was Bishop at your old
house? What the hell is going on? She tossed him a pair of black
slacks and a white dress shirt.
Liam looked at the clothes his sister tossed him and crinkled his
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nose.  I m going to have dinner, not help the servers. Can I have
something more casual? he asked as he tossed the slacks right back
at her.  I don t know what s going on. Bishop told Jack that he was
taking a shortcut to work and saw the cops at my house. He had no
idea that I had sold it. He thought I was the murder victim. Liam
walked around in a circle, feeling nervous as hell. But at least this
time he knew the man he was interested in was gay.
What a fucking relief that was.
 Just a mistake. Help me out here, sis. Liam tossed the shirt back
at Veronica.
She rummaged in his closet and came back with a soft blue
sweater.  It accents your eyes.
Liam rolled his accented eyes at his sister.  I m going to take a
quick shower. Please find me something decent while I m in there.
Liam headed toward the bathroom and then circled back around,
giving Veronica a big hug.  Thanks for everything you have done for
me.
Veronica hugged Liam in a tight embrace.  You re welcome.
Good luck tonight. You deserve to find Mr. Right and be happy.
Liam could see the tears behind her eyes. If he didn t get her out
of his room, he would be crying, too. He shooed her away and then
jumped in the shower, quickly washing all his vital parts. Liam dried
off and headed back into his room, grabbing the lotion and giving
himself a fast rubdown. It was a habit he had since he was a child, and
Liam loved how it made his skin feel.
Once that was complete, Liam splashed on some cologne. He
fussed over his hair that he had cut short about six months ago. Liam
had convinced himself that a new look would help. Although he loved
the spiky and disarrayed look, it hadn t helped his mood back then.
Liam dabbed hair product in the black mess and combed it
through. It was stylishly messy. Perfect. He got dressed and headed
into the living room where Veronica waited to inspect him.
 You look like you could be a model, Liam. You smell great, too.
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