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“Get in the shower,” Ty ordered tiredly “Get warm”

Zane nodded and laid a hand on the wall as he took a feavering steps, but when a wave of dizziness threatened, he considered kneeling down there and being u filter of intoxication left hi about the very first glass of whiskey

Tyout of his wet trousers and leaving them and his soaked briefs in a puddle on the bathroom floor

He grabbed an artfully rolled towel frolanced over at Zane as he finished up, looking him up and doith clear contempt He tossed the towel at the floor in front of hiht, Corbin,” heZane"s none too gently as he moved toward the bed

Zane squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before he walked slowly to the bathroom, stepped inside, and shut the door behind him

He got the shower started, turned it up hot, cliainst the wall His eyes burned, irritated from the saline used in the pool Between that and the shower spray, it was easy to explain away the tears scattering down his cheeks

Chapter 8

WHEN Zane woke, it was sudden His eyes snapped open as he inhaled sharply, and he jerked upright to look around, heart already pounding

“Morning,” Ty greeted drily from where he sat on the couch He wore a thin pair of pajama bottoms and fuzzy pair of slippers and had his heels propped on the table in front of hih a book of Sudoku puzzles

Zane blinked at hih the adrenaline He couldn"t re or what had woken hi ti up in the bed, nude under the tangled sheet, and his chest and throat hurt He needed a drink of water, because he was parched

Then Zane remembered why

He drew in a slow breath and lay right back down so he could stare at the ceiling

“Water and ibuprofen on the table there,” Ty offered as he sipped so out of a delicate china cup The butler service had obviously already been there to deliver breakfast

Zane tried to s and couldn"t, so he rolled to his side and reached out a hand that was elass

In short order the ibuprofen was down, the glass was e “Thank you” His voice came out very raspy, even after the water

Ty merely hummed in response, his attention back on the Sudoku book in his hand He was being surprisingly cordial this er Ty could still be furious, even after working off so the debacle in the pool Zane raised both arms and pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes Not so much because his head hurt—he"d never really suffered classic hangover sy how upset Ty had been hurt

Ty didn"t speak again The only sounds he made were the clink of the china as he set it aside and the shuffling of the pages as he turned them

Well, drawing out the inevitable would only give them both heartburn “How much trouble am I in?” Zane asked hoarsely

“I"m not your keeper, Garrett,” Ty responded evenly “No one died”