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lonestaroohrah:

23 dias, 9 horas e 51 minutos 💔

Zane blinked in surprise. “It matters to me,” he said quietly. “I want to know. So I….” His voice trailed off and he swallowed. “So I can protect you.”
Ty sniffed. “Protect me from being afraid?”
“Protect you when you’re afraid,” Zane corrected.

(pg 283, Cut & Run, Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux, Dreamspinner Press)

Posted: June 26, 2016 in Uncategorized
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Zane dragged his teeth over the tattoo. “This might be my favorite part of you.”

Ty pressed a kiss to Zane’s cheek. “Why?”

“It’s who you are.” He kissed Ty again, holding him tighter. “It’s you in meta form.”

“Zane.” Ty’s voice was harsh in his ear. “Don’t speak geek to me when you’re naked. It shatters the illusion.”

Touch & Geaux (via abiroux)

Posted: June 26, 2016 in Uncategorized
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Ty smiled, eyes bright. Then his expression fell and he smacked Zane’s chest. “Why didn’t I know you can draw?”

“What? ”

“I saw your painting. And Annie said you do charcoal sketches.”

“I-”

“You are going to draw me something, and you’re going to do it tonight.”

Zane laughed. “What?”

“You should draw me a tattoo!”

Zane raised an eyebrow, arrested by the thought. He hadn’t drawn in years, hadn’t even thought of it, but the idea of using Ty’s skin as a canvas was appealing in so many ways. “I might have to do that,” he rasped.

Stars & Stripes, Abigail Roux, Kindle location 1634. (via turtlycute)

Zane’s anger wilted, and he just looked at Ty while he stood there and ached inside. “I don’t want to hurt you”

(pg 237, Cut & Run, Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux, Dreamspinner Press)

Zane slowly nodded, waiting a few heartbeats before admitting, “I am now,” in a matching whisper. There was so much he wanted to say but didn’t dare.

(pg 228, Cut & Run, Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux, Dreamspinner Press)

Posted: June 15, 2016 in Uncategorized
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mahmah-tee:

After another long silence, Zane gave a quiet sigh. “Becky died this time of year,” Zane said quietly. “Weather’s about the same. Fancy graveyard.” He shrugged.


“Who is Becky?” Ty asked in exasperation.


Zane kept his eyes focused out the window. “My wife.”


Ty stared at him for a long moment, eyes drifting down to the wedding ring Zane still wore but they’d never talked about, then he looked away without commenting. He pressed his lips together tightly as they rode in silence. “I’m sorry,” he finally offered.


Nodding slowly, Zane finally said, “Thanks.” It was almost inaudible.

~ Cut & Run, by Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux