Because… you make me the kind of person I’ve always wished I was.
Abigail RouxShe turned and looked at Deuce, giving him a helpless gesture. “What the hell is going on?” “Livi, you remember my brother, Ty. This is his partner, Zane Garrett.”
“Hi,” Zane offered in a low voice that sent a shiver up Ty’s spine.
“And these are their… friends, Julian and Cameron,” Deuce said as he waved at the other two men.
“Nice to meet you,” Cameron mumbled. She greeted them each, overwhelmed by the surprise, then looked at the doorknob and the string of straws, shaking her head.
“What is all this?”
“It was a security measure. We’re running from the CIA,” Ty told her, not even attempting to spare her. “They’re trying to kill us.”
“Well, kill him, specifically,” Zane added as he pointed at Julian.
“I sell antiques,” Julian said, monotone.
She narrowed her eyes, looking amongst them and then at Deuce.
“Is this some sort of boys’ weekend that I’m not supposed to intrude on? Because I can totally leave before they hurt themselves trying to lie convincingly.”
Deuce gave her a warm smile and shook his head. “I think the only one lying is him,” he said, pointing at Julian.
Ty rolled his eyes. He reached to the small of his back and took out the backup gun he’d taken off one of the bodies, checking it before handing it to Deuce. “Put that under your pillow.” Deuce looked down at it with a heavy sigh but didn’t take it. “Yeah, okay. But you can keep that. My regular schedule doesn’t involve shooting myself in the ass in the morning
Abigail RouxYou make me ride a horse, you get unbridled puns.” “That’s clever, I approve.” “Thank you.” Ty said
Abigail RouxYou brought my son back and turned him into a beautiful thing. I expect you’ll take the same care with that ol’ Hoss.
Abigail RouxThe only things you’ll get from guessing where another path would have gone are questions you can’t answer and heartache you can’t ever soothe.
Abigail RouxHow can you approve of them? Does it not bother you that your son, your only son, the very last male to carry the Garrett name, goes home from work every night to another man? That doesn’t offend your sensibilities?” “Not one bit,” Harrison said. He picked up his newspaper again. “At least he looks forward to going home.
Abigail RouxDon’t matter who you love, son,” he said. “As long as you do it well.
Abigail RouxHe‟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.
Why a compass?” Ty asked. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Zane’s yet.
Zane smiled and ran his thumb across the pendant. “Because you gave me direction when I was lost. You showed me the way.” He looked up to meet Ty’s eyes. “You’re like my very own compass.
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