Mason’s more scared of love than he is of the walking dead.<br><br>Mason is facing more than one apocalypse. The darkest hours are those spent alone, when memories surface and the touch of his lost love can make the most erotic of dreams horrifying. He’d rather face danger than recollect how he loved Antonio and what he was prepared to give up for him. He’s never going to fall in love again ... a vow that wavers when he rescues Kyle.<br><br>Although Mason is certain luck had more to do with saving Kyle than anything he did, now he fears something more than the walking dead. He’s afraid giving in to lust may lead to love, if homophobic hatred doesn’t murder them first.

A Not So Hollow Heart

The wall and fences surrounding most of the acreage made for a superior blockade, and a substantial gate secured the drive. A chapel and a small cemetery existed on the premises, though they cleared the graveyard owing to dead bodies making people nervous, which made sense. More surprising was that much of the once-sacred ground was now used as an extended car park. They utilised the house of worship as a hospital; at least a better fit.


The thought brought a wry twist to Mason’s lips. He dragged his mind back to the catalogue of the superb reasons to stay—a mental check list ticked.


Chapter 8