The Hunted
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Benjamin turned and looked into the other young man's eyes. If only Tony knew how warm they felt... They were so beautifully shiny when filled with concern, the brown irises so deep and fascinating when turned to near black in the shadows of the night... How could anyone find that kind of attraction unnatural and disturbing? What difference did it make if he was in love with another boy, if what he felt in his heart made his insides melt like gold?
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