Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

“Jason, just do it, okay? You don’t have to see anyone you don’t want to.” Reid hung up


Cameron stood up. “I’m heading out.”


“Cameron, don’t. That’s ridiculous. It’s your house. Don’t get chased out of your own place, man.” Reid stood as well, reaching out to him.


Cameron shook his head. “He’s got skills that I don’t. Talents, really. It’s more important that we stop this demon than for Jason to stay off the property, so I’ll just…go elsewhere. We don’t want to see each other—it’s not just me, it’s mutual—and I’m a grownup. I’ll take myself out of the equation. Text me when it’s safe to come home.”


Reid scowled and gestured toward the door. “Or you could be an adult about it, stick around and work together to get the job done faster.”


Cameron scoffed. “Yeah, we tried that way. Fought a bunch, slept together, and made the problem worse. You don’t actually need me for this part.” He went upstairs to get some supplies and made to leave the house.


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