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exclaimed stupidly. “Your eyes are blue. Really blue.”
     
    “What?” Rodney extricated himself from David’s embrace and stood up. He stared down at his pale-skinned, hairy legs, his mouth agape. His cock seemed absurdly small, his balls pink, soft, and vulnerable. Thank heavens he was still reasonably muscular.
     
    David stood as well. “You’re blond,” he said with a little shake of his head. He grinned widely, a ridiculous expression if Rodney had ever seen one. It made David look like a dork, and Rodney had every intention of telling him that, only David wasn’t finished speaking. “You’re human . Damn, you’re hot in this form too.”
     
    David pushed at his shoulder, and Rodney was surprised at how strong that movement felt. He cranked his head over his shoulder to look at his wings, but nothing was there, just a smooth expanse of pale skin. Rodney jerked his head around to look at David again.
     
    “Welcome to humanity.” David smacked him on the shoulder, and Rodney flinched. That hurt . He flexed his fingers, looking down at his hand with its blunt-tipped fingernails in awe.
     
    “We’d better get you inside,” David said practically. “Before Sadie tries to shoot you. Again.”
     
    Rodney followed him numbly back to the apartment. David’s words washed over him as he sat down in the overstuffed chair.
     
    “We’ll need to set you up with an identity. Is there anything in particular you’d like to do? Something you’ve always fantasized about?” David piled Rodney’s treasures in a stack on the coffee table.
     
    Rodney looked up out of his bemused daze. “What are you blathering on about?”
     
    David grinned as he sat down on the couch across from Rodney. “You need an identity. A background. A job. You’re going to have to earn a living, you know. It won’t be easy, but we’ll need to create a past for you, one that doesn’t include hanging from the side of buildings.”
     
    Rodney was still trying to take it all in. “I’ll need a place to stay,” he said, the terrible circumstances in which he found himself just now starting to sink in.
     
    David looked wounded. “You’re staying here. Unless you don’t want to, that is.”
     
    Relief coursed through him like a flash flood in a narrow canyon. “Thank you,” he said sincerely. Part of him cautioned against taking advantage of David’s generosity, but he told that part of his brain to shut the fuck up. A gargoyle didn’t become a human every day. One thing at a time.
     
    “What are friends for?” David quipped. He reached over and patted Rodney on the shoulder. Rodney’s cock, formerly quiescent against his thigh, shifted at the contact.
     
    Rodney looked down at it. It was certainly thicker than he’d expected. He wondered how long it would be before it could reach a rate of full arousal. The fact that he even thought about that right now embarrassed him. A sudden wave of heat flared over his skin, and he was alarmed when he looked down at his chest and saw how pink he’d become. “I feel a little weird.” He cradled his head in his hands, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. It occurred to him that Fred knew all about this feeling, and if he ever saw the bastard again, he intended to kick his ass for not sharing the information.
     
    David frowned at him. “You do look flushed. We should see if you’re running a fever.”
     
    He got up and headed off into the bedroom area. Rodney could hear him rummaging around in the bathroom before he came back with a thermometer in hand. “Open up,” he said, holding the thermometer in front of Rodney’s lips.
     
    Rodney obliged, feeling ridiculous as he sat naked on David’s chair, his lips tightly clamped around the thermometer. This was terrible. What was he going to do as a human? He didn’t know how to be a human.
     
    When the thermometer beeped, David took it out and read it. “Normal.” He seemed relieved as he placed it on the