Starsky withdrew his hand. His touch would only add to his partner's agony. He slowed the Torino and scanned the deepening twilight. The setting sun cast a golden halo around the blond head, accenting the need stated in glazed blue eyes. He could deny this man nothing.
Rated: Not Rated
Warnings: Author Chooses Not to Use Archive Warnings
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Complete?: Yes - Published: 07/16/2010 - Last Updated: 07/16/2010