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Pulling himself together, Zane straightened himself out, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Well then," he began, looking up at Bueard with a sad smile. "Guess we'd better make the most of tonight." Rising onto the tips of his toes, he was barely tall enough to press a kiss to the brunette's lips. If this was their only chance to make this into something worthwhile...he'd take every second he was given.