“First time I saw you, after I got over hating you, I knew,” he said, echoing Ty’s words, “I knew I’d fall in love with you”
“You’re not dessert, Zane. You’re the main course, Ty informed him in a husky drawl. And you have about five seconds to take your pick of flat surface before I do it for you.”
“Ty.” Zane’s even, soothing tones finally broke on the short gasp of his name. “I love you and I’m scared I’ll lose you. Please don’t leave me alone in the dark.”
“He loved Ty Grady with all there was to give of his heart, and in the end, all it had taken was one wink for Zane to finally come to terms with it.”
“They didn't know Zane like he did. Ty knew his partner had to take the issue from every angle, analyze it to death, resurrect it, and then study its dead, rotting body to see the results. Yeah, it might take Zane four months to decide if he loved someone, and then more to decide if that was a good idea.
Ty didn't mind waiting.”
“You ever get gut feelings? Like you see something and you just know?” Ty asked, feeling stupid but not caring. He felt Zane squeeze his hand. “First time I saw you, after I got over hating you, I knew… I knew we’d die together. I could just feel it deep down. Never felt that before.”
“Marines either know how to use an iron or they get married [...]. The iron is less dangerous.”
“He wanted Ty with him, wanted him badly. Needed him as a partner, and not just at work. Craved him as a lover more than he’d ever jonesed over heroin. Connected with him in so many ways that Zane couldn’t see a way to untangle himself and didn’t even want to try”
“The prospect of calling Zane’s parents to tell them he was seriously injured, and oh, by the way, I’m your son’s partner who let him go by himself into the building that blew up, nice to meet you, has he told you he likes cock?”
“Promise you’ll scream for me tonight.”
“Well, you know my type," Ty responded with a saccharine smile as he passed Zane's desk. "No self control and loads of mental issues.”
“He‟d told Ty that he loved him, no ifs, ands, or buts. There was
no going back now, and Zane wouldn‟t if he had the chance. But damn,
they had to call some kind of moratorium on important declarations
during life-threatening situations.”
“Dinner later. My house. Bring clothes for the weekend, ’cause you won’t be making it home.” Ty didn’t say another word, just turned and headed for the elevator at a stroll, shrugging into his overcoat as he went. Zane watched him go, enjoying the sight. “Score,” he said under his breath before he grabbed his phone and keys and hurried to follow.”
“You ever get gut feelings? Like you see something and just know?' Ty asked, feeling stupid but not caring. He felt Zane squeeze his hand. "First time I saw you, after I got over hating you, I knew, I knew we'd die together. I could just feel it deep down.'
Zane exhaled heavily. 'Not today. And not tomorrow. And not for a long time to come, Ty Grady. You hear me? A hell of a long time.'
Ty nodded jerkily...
...Several heartbeats of quiet passed before Zane spoke. 'First time I saw you, after i got over hating you, I knew,' he said echoing Ty's words, 'I knew I'd fall in love with you...I laughed at myself,' Zane cotinued, a hint of pleading in his voice, 'and then I denied it, and then I did everything I could to prove myself wrong, but it didn't work...Ty,' Zane's even, soothing tones finally broke on the short gasp of his name. 'I love you and I'm scared I'll lose you. Please don't leave me a lone in the dark.”
“Ty." Zane's even, soothing tones finally broke on the short gasp of his name. "I Love you and I'm scared I'll lose you. Please don't leave me alone in the dark.”
“His accent was deep Louisiana, which meant half the time he wasn't coherent and the other half he was bitching at them for not answering his questions.”
“What's proper workplace etiquette for picking up computer and tossing out window? Open window first or break glass?”
“He felt Ty's hand on his arm, rubbing comfortingly. Ty had been unusually tactile since the hospital, making up for Zane's lack of vision by touching him whenever he was able, as if he somehow knew how much it helped. Zane closed his eyes, grateful for it. He covered Ty's hand and squeezed gently. It was easy to think black thoughts when you were stuck in the dark, and Ty's touch helped him resist it.”
“Suddenly there were all sorts of words crowding on Zane's tongue, and he couldn't get a single one out, much less three that would prove he knew the best thing to happen to him in his entire life lay right there in his arms.”
“Seriously?” Nick asked in honest surprise. “Like, with-the-heart love or with-the-dick love?” Ty snorted. “To be honest, it’s a little of both.”
“He’d thought about this, a slow dance with his lover, not a flashy tango or a writhing clash under a disco ball. But he’d never dreamed he would get one. It was possibly one of the most erotic, most loving things Ty had ever done for him. Neither”
“It washed through Zane, their bodies melding with the dance, and Zane was hopelessly, helplessly lost in him.”
“Crystal-clear revelation struck Zane like a bolt of summer lightning, sizzling through the chill of February air.”
“He loved Ty Grady with all there was to give of his heart, and in the end, all it had taken was one wink for Zane to finally come to terms with it. As”
“Zane had already fallen. Ty was just waiting until Zane was done running all the scenarios and crunching all the numbers. Nick”
“You’re a big ol’ screaming bottom, aren’t you?” he asked Ty with certainty. Ty”
“Several heartbeats of quiet passed before Zane spoke. “First time I saw you, after I got over hating you, I knew,” he said, echoing Ty’s words, “I knew I’d fall in love with you.” Ty”
“I’ll hold up my end, if you’ll hold up yours,” Zane said. “Don’t”
“You really have no concept of how close you are to not getting fucked, do you?” Ty asked darkly.”
“Come on, baby,” Ty rasped at him, kissing him hastily as he jacked him harder.”
“Julius brooded. He could see Julius despising the medical school of Pavia. Tobie said, "Nicholas managed the journey from Flanders all right. Deferred to you, joked discreetly with me, got on like a dyeworks on fire with the muleteers.”
“Spring came late, but when it came it was hand-in-hand with summer, and almost at once everything was baking and warm, and in the villages the people danced every night on concrete dancing floors under the plane trees...”
“Nur hat der Paul dieses sein Denkvermögen genauso ununterbrochen beim Fenster hinausgeworfen, wie sein Geldvermögen, aber während sein Geldvermögen sehr bald endgültig zum Fenster hinausgeworfen und erschöpft gewesen war, war sein Denkvermögen tatsächlich unerschöpflich; er warf es ununterbrochen zum Fenster hinaus und es vermehrte sich (gleichzeitig) ununterbrochen, je mehr er von seinem Denkvermögen aus dem Fenster (seines Kopfes) hinauswarf, desto mehr vergrößerte es sich, das ist ja das Kennzeichen solcher Menschen, die zuerst verrückt sind und schließlich als wahnsinnig bezeichnet werden, dass sie immer mehr und immer ununterbrochen ihr Geistesvermögen zum Fenster (ihres Kopfes) hinauswerfen und sich gleichzeitig in diesem ihrem Kopf ihr Geistesvermögen mit derselben Geschwindigkeit, mit welcher sie es zum Fenster (ihres Kopfes) hinauswerfen, vermehrt. Sie werfen immer mehr Geistesvermögen zum Fenster (ihres Kopfes) hinaus und es wird gleichzeitig in ihrem Kopf immer mehr und naturgemäß immer bedrohlicher und schließlich kommen sie mit dem Hinauswerfen ihres Geistesvermögens (aus ihrem Kopf) nicht mehr nach und der Kopf hält das sich fortwährend in ihrem Kopf vermehrende und in diesem ihrem Kopf angestaute Geistesvermögen nicht mehr aus und explodiert.”
“A Magnificent Banquet, being
A Thanksgiving for the Safe Return
Of our Beloved Daughter,
Princess Esmeralda.
Bring your own plates.”
“Kat embraced her, concealing her dismay as best she could. For these few months, fraught as they were, Elizabeth had been entirely hers again.”
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