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Taking an even breath, he turned in place ih away that the hot water just sprayed on his ass and thighs Then he took s on his lower back he let out a low, unconscious onna hurt," Ty crooned as he leaned against the door, waiting al hi sharply as the hot water splattered across the cuts and slices and gouges It did hurt, but it was all a heated flush that tingled and buzzed rather than actually causing blinding pain He sighed and relaxed and moved further back so the water sluiced over his shoulders, and he groaned at how good it felt, thewith the hot raps that jarred and soothed his tensed hed as he listened "I’ll leave you to it, then," he snickered as he turned to go

"Pansy-ass," Zane h to be heard

"Masochist," Ty shot back

Zane chuckled "Lightweight"

Ty stepped outside the bathrooroan froh his body, and he wasn’t sure he liked it He neededto shoot so, maybe

He stalked out into the roo, staying in the hot water until the steah, he bent over and turned off the water, pleased by how rabbing a towel to wipe his face, and he flicked on the fan

If he could get Ty to put ht just be ready for action again

In the outer roo not to think as he waited He didn’t need to be thinking about Zane Garrett in any forlanced up at Zane when the h his nose in annoyance "What do 100

you want to eat?" he asked hi his eyes take in Zane’s tonedoff that instinctive reaction willfully

"You haven’t ordered yet?" Zane asked as he ca to dry his hair Another rapped around his lean hips

Ty growled at hier, steak, chicken, pizza

Whatever" He shrugged and walked over to his duffel bag and started digging through it Ty seeht, as he dug out clean briefs and a pair of jeans

"Make a damn decision," Ty huffed just before soer, dressed, and fries And a couple cans of Coke"

Zane walked back toward the bathroom with his clothes and kit

Ty repeated the order into the phone and then added his own order to it The man on the other end took the order and politely ended the call, and Ty replaced the receiver slowly as he listened to Zane’s , slow breath and flopped back into his bed "How’s it feeling?" he asked as he squeezed his eyes shut

"Better," Zane called out beforeunsuccessfully for his comb He slid into his clean briefs and pulled on the jeans, but he was still distractedly fastening them up as he padded back out into the"Will you put more of that shit onto smell like a racehorse," Ty observed fro in his duffel, brow furrowed in confusion

Ty laughed softly and buried his head under the pillow again, burrowing tiredly Zane s his eyes slide up and down the lean body just once before shaking his head and pushing the thoughts away "Have you seenclose tabs on all your personal iteent Garrett," Ty answered officiously, his voice coent Grady, I appreciate that," Zane answered before pushing away the duffel and running his fingers through his hair instead He glanced back at Ty and tilted his head "How can you breathe like that?"

"Like what?" Ty asked fro at the same time, while difficult to master, comes pretty natural after you’ve practiced for a while I’h"

Zane rolled his eyes "At least I think with my head and not my ass,"

he muttered as he buttoned his jeans and zipped up

"Your ass is more fun to look at," Ty shot back froled at the pillow "You did not just say you’ve looked atinflammatory He didn’t need this kind of torture

"You show it often enough," Ty countered in a sly tone, still muffled

"You don’tfolders on the table, trying to make room for food

Ty finally pulled his head out from under the pillow and rose up onto his elbows to look over his shoulder at Zane "II say literally Literally," he said ry ehed and rubbed his eyes with one hand "I think you do it deliberately," he grumbled "Say whatever you can think of to drive ination was now in overdrive Zane moved his hand, turned, and looked at Ty with narrowed eyes "And how a," Ty said as he laid his head back down

Zane sighed, whether in relief or exasperation, he didn’t want to have to figure out Ty was just razzing hi, and the knock at the door was a godsend

Ty peered out froo to answer the door "Now you’re wondering if I’ at your ass, aren’t you?" he teased

Zane flipped hiun in the other hand

"Mrin

After a minimum of fuss, Zane carried the rooun shoved into the back of his jeans And da bastard As soon as he walked past hi Ty’s eyes on his back or his ass

"It’s not you, it’s the food," Ty offered as if he was reading Zane’syourself that," Zane drawled, uncovering the plates

"You know it," Ty drawled as he stretched again "Give me food, bitch," he ordered with relish