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

“I want you. At least, I want you in my life and I’d like to see where it might lead. Hope you want me too, but if you need time to decide I understand. If not…”


Kyle yanked off his top, making it plain what he wanted to happen next. Should he stop this? He might but the way Kyle let Mason see his imperfect body spoke of such trust, to refuse proved difficult. Mason dithered and as Kyle favoured one leg and swayed, Mason placed a hand on his hip to steady him. The moment they touched, the contact stole Mason’s breath, striking with a lightning bolt of grief. How? Why? There came no answer. An ocean gathered behind his eyes, an ache flooded his chest. His throat burned with anguish because the thought was there—Goodbye, Antonio


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