Hazel blinked at Harlan as the man interrupted his studying, his mind drawing sharply away from thoughts of the gun as a bright smile lit up his features. “Oh awesome, I love Rodriguez!” He turned and slid out of his chair, bouncing up to Harlan with a smile. “Though only if you let me get Wagon Wheels.” He strolled up to the Rancher and wrapped his arms around his waist in a small hug. He pressed his chin into the other man’s chest a bit, before he straightened and smoothed his hands down his shirt
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