Chris Quinton tagged me for posting a paragraph of a wip. This was the Halloween story that needed more polish, and I'm going to make it into a *much* longer story. It isn't exactly the very last paragraph, but it is near the very end.
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For an endless instant, there was nothing but satisfaction and the overwhelming rush of the most simple of emotions, love and thankfulness bursting from his insides to his skin, and Brandon savored it, and wished it would never end. Then, practicality took over. Running his fingers across the nape of Aran's neck, he pulled away, dragging in a deep breath. His gaze flicked over the house and grounds. There was the faintest rustle in the nearby tall, dry grass, and it sent a frisson of alarm all through him. "There are probably more snakes."
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