It seemed that he was meant to be tortured tonight. Even watching Ari start at the end of the hallway, he couldn't get to him fast enough even if he'd apparated from point A to point B. The fact that he paused to give some attention to a horse (which from the logical part of Ben's brain was perfectly reasonable, that horse had been recently sick and so should get more attention than others) was maddening and only making the tension in Ben's shoulders tighter.

Then, as if he had a magical healing touch, Ari's hand on his chest made all the tension go away. Immediately he wanted to engulf his best friend into his arms. His shoulders relaxed and a grin spread across his features as he realized what Ari was steering him towards. How funny that before Ari and him, Ben knew there were a few places on his property that had served more purposes for his employees than mere storage. He'd always just let it slide as long his employees saw to their duties. Now that he could see the appeal of a stolen moment at the end of the night, he was mildly amused at the thought that the boss was also guilty to more than his fair share of those moments.

"They're all finished for the night," he said audibly, backing towards the tack room. He knew this dance by heart and his hand found the doorknob easily."Unlike you and I," he added, his voice low and husky as he backed against the door, reaching for Ari to pull him closer. They'd only just seen each other the other day, but there was a song that Ari's soul seemed to be singing and Ben would never rest until he'd heard it over and over again.

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