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"I reserve the right to add rules," Ty responded with a deeper flush as he crossed his arms protectively over his jacket
"What about me?" Zane asked, fascinated by Ty’sit had suffered Thehe didn’t want to adht, perhaps, Ty wanted him and didn’t want to say so Perhaps
"What about you?" Ty asked uncohtly closer
Soed He seemed more approachable, more moldable Definitely more fuckable Like the hit on the head had knocked some of the abrasive stubbornness out of him
"Maybe," Ty alloarily
Another step forward, so they were practically chest to chest again
"Only h his nose and tilted his head to the side restlessly
Zane tilted his head torules?" he purred, putting both hands on the leather jacket and pulling it out from between them This he could do Sex he could do Sex with Ty he could definitely do
Ty just licked his lips and watched the jacket as if it were a lifeline slipping away Zane laid it aside on the table, reached up, and turned Ty’s chin toward hi at hihth-storyWhat being this close was doing to hioddamn narcotic
"What about not-surprise kisses?" Zane rasped
Ty sed heavily and inclined his head slightly, his chin still in Zane’s grasp "I don’t think those have been banned yet," he finally answered hoarsely
Zane realized that he finally had Ty just as off-kilter as Ty had hi of opinion
"Good," Zane replied "Just wanted that clarified Now You want me to not-surprise kiss you or walk away?"
"Neither," Ty answered gruffly, lowering his head stubbornly before reaching up and grabbing the back of Zane’s neck to pull hi in the kiss, Zane pulled Ty hard up against his body, wrapping his arms around him Fuck, why did they always talk so much? This was the way they related best This was the way they clicked What were they supposed to do with that?
Ty finally pushed away and held hith "Nohat?"
he panted breathlessly, his breath hitching painfully as his ribs protested the festivities
Zane shook his head "Are you feeling this, too?" he rasped This insane, bloay pleasure, the near ier, the ache deep inside, contrasted by short moments of tenderness that seemed so out of place Zane certainly wasn’t sure where they ca to slow his breathing and holding hi full hat Ty was saying, Zane let out a pent-up breath before slowly shaking his head "Me, either," he said, voice more intent than he’d ly on his partner
Ty was nodding almost fervently even as Zane spoke "Good," he breathed quietly "That’s good"
Zane nodded slowly "Yeah … good"
ROUGHLY an hour later, Zane and Ty sat in a booth at the Hard Rock Cafe, Ty shifting restlessly in a new jacket he had sworn he would never like as they both pretended not to be watching the door
"I don’t knohy you’re pissy about the jacket," Zane said to hiarette on the table Daotten one Been a few years since I had a leather jacket"
"It’s black," Ty huffed "And it smells new"
"They had brown," Zane pointed out, eyes studying the busy crowd
"There’s no help for it s new, unless you want to find some dirt and roll around in it, maybe drive over it a few tiot run over by aforward on his elbows "And the brown ones was all too ser and his graot to know hi that a lot of Ty Grady was a façade--or layers of several masks Zane wasn’t sure if he would ever see the real ht maybe he would really like the real man
"You could have waited," he pointed out "Lord knows there’re enough stores in this town" He sat back, stretching his legs out to the side of the table alet one yet"
"Yeah, that’ll be fun, being twins," Ty ed out of the squeaky new leather and tossed it across the table at Zane "Fucking take it," hethe jacket just before it hit hi over it gleefully Without even blinking away fro louder, "Thanks, Grady, it’s not even o fuck yourself," Ty er to hear as he approached the table
"Well, it’s … good to see you’re still the salanced around idly before sliding into the booth beside Zane
"What can I say, it’s still the honey up his iced tea
"My condolences," Henninger responded flatly, nodding at Zane
"What the hell is going on?" he asked as Ty groordlessly