Good kitty"
"Why do you encourage them?"
"They're good kitties."
"They're your minions."
"Everyone needs a minion or two"
"You won't be so pleased when you find me ground up in their food bowl one day.
Mots clés smith zane ty wesson
All you shitheads need Jesus so far as I'm concerned.
Abigail RouxMots clés mara-grady
Okay there, Ty?"
"Yes, sir," Ty answered with a grimace. "Bad leg. Old football injury. Tripped over the water boy. There was Gatorade everywherem it was horrible.
Mots clés ty-grady harrison-garrett
I want you to put 'He didn't want to ride the damn horse' on my tombstone.
Abigail RouxMots clés ty-grady
You lurve the tiger," Zane croned.
"Shut up, Zane".
Mots clés ty-grady zane-garrett
What are you two up to today?"
"Oh, I just figured I'd show Ty some more of Texas. Head down to San Antonio and visit the Bureau office there," Zane said. He shot a sideways look at Ty. "Maybe spend the night in Beaumont."
Ty smacked his forehead and turned his head away.
"Not much in Beaumont to see," Harrison said with a frown.
Zane grinned. "Even so, we're going to try to get it in." Ty had his hand over his mouth, his head down. He was either going to throw up or he was laughing. Harrison felt he'd missed a joke, but he thought maybe he didn't want to know.
Mots clés ty-grady zane-garrett harrison-garrett
Good or bad?” Ty asked, rubbing his fingers over Zane’s chest to soothe him. Smith chose that moment to come out of hiding, pouncing on his moving fingers and landing on Zane’s chest. His claws sank in, turning the bed into a frenzy of cat fur, flying linens, and screaming FBI agents.
Abigail RouxMots clés stars-stripes
Listen up, ’cause I’m only gonna say this once,” Ty muttered as they walked to their gate. “I don’t talk when I fly. I sleep. And I don’t listen when I eat, understand? I don’t wanna be buddies. I don’t wanna chat,” he said with a sarcastic lilt to the word. “I don’t wanna know about your childhood or how your momma whipped you with a rubber glove or how much therapy you had to go through ’cause you flunked out of preschool. I don’t wanna hear about how you want to be Director someday or how many collars you got chasin’ those Internet freaks or how proud you are of your bowel movements. I don’t wanna go shopping at Barney’s with you, and I’m not gonna help you pick out your ties to match your socks and, I swear to God, if you get me shot, I’ll kill you.
Abigail RouxI’m sorry. Walls are closing in and I need to go.
Love you.
Mots clés divide-and-conquer
Ty bit his lip, watching his lover just because he could. He firmly believed that being able to rile Zane like he could was one of the aspects of their relationship that had saved Zane from tumbling back into his destructive past. Every now and then, Zane just needed to feel like he was alive. Everyone should be able to feel that. And if annoying him to the point of homicide was what it took, Ty was up to the challenge.
Abigail RouxMots clés armed-and-dangerous
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