Abigail Roux Quotes

Ty caught his breath, nearly gasping when Zane finally touched their lips together. He shivered and his lips parted tentatively, but his wary eyes never closed. Giving in, Zane pulled him closer and lifted one hand to cup Ty's cheek as he increased the pressure of his lips against Ty's.

Ty groaned softly and finally relaxed against the kiss, returning it tentatively. He knew he'd regret this just as soon as they parted, but he couldn't bring himself to stop it.

Tension cramped Zane's gut as Ty's lips moved, and he deepened the kiss, all the itch and urge heating inside him as his traced Ty's lips with his tongue. Oh, this was going to be an absolute fucking mess, he just knew it. He pulled his fingers out of the waistband and curled that arm around Ty's waist as he leaned into the dangerous kiss. His hand on Ty's cheek trembled.

Ty indulged himself in the deeper kiss for a long, horribly tantalizing moment before he pulled his head back just enough to break the contact and pushed gently at Zane's chest. "That's what I thought," he rasped as his breath gusted against Zane's lips. ~ Abigail Roux

Julian remained where he was, watching him silently. "Loving each other isn't enough now, is it?" he asked, his voice flat and lifeless.
When Cameron looked back at Julian, he couldn't keep the pain out of his eyes. "I'm afraid it's too much," he said, voice breaking. ~ Abigail Roux

Okay, go hang up your kitty pictures and pet your car. ~ Abigail Roux

They didn't know Zane like he did. Ty knew his partner had to take the issue from every angle, analyze it to death, resurrect it, and then study its dead, rotting body to see the results. Yeah, it might take Zane four months to decide if he loved someone, and then more to decide if that was a good idea.
Ty didn't mind waiting. ~ Abigail Roux

When you go for romantic, you go all out, don't you?" "Only way to go." Zane knelt and crawled onto the blanket, straightened the edges out where they'd blown over, then turned around, still on one knee, and held his hand out. Ty took it, meeting Zane's eyes in the flickering light. Zane hesitated, looking up at him with brown eyes that seemed to have gone liquid in the low light. Time seemed to slow. Ty found himself short of breath, and he had no idea why. Zane bent his head to kiss Ty's fingers, breaking the little spell he'd cast, and then he tugged Ty down to join him on the blanket. ~ Abigail Roux

I love you, Nick," Kelly whispered. "No matter what those words meant before, we know what they mean now. They're ours now. Just ours. ~ Abigail Roux

He ran his hands over the insides of Zane's thighs, looking down to watch himself pull almost completely out. He pushed at the backs of Zane's legs, forcing his knees up more toward his chest. Ty was still kneeling when he began to thrust his hips forward, head down and biting his lip as he watched the shaft slide in and out of Zane's tight ass. He loved to watch that. "You ~ Abigail Roux

You're not a thing in the dark," Kelly said under his breath.
"No." Nick clutched his fingers tighter. "But I can be."
Kelly stared at him for a long time, nodding, blue-gray eyes turning to quartz granite. "Then we'll be things in the dark together. ~ Abigail Roux

This is a bad idea. Remember when we were on TV?"
"Yes, Grady got fan mail for a month."
"I did?"
"We burned it, as you should all evil things ~ Abigail Roux

It won't take but a few hours to ride out that way," Harrison said. "We'll take it easy."
"I'm sorry." Ty looked up from what remained of his food. "Did you say 'ride'?" Harrison nodded.
"On a horse?"
"What other kinds of things do you ride?" Zane asked. ~ Abigail Roux

Brandt would need to do something. Something drastic. Something like ... tell him the truth. Fucking hell, Brandt hated telling the truth. ~ Abigail Roux

He grabbed Ty and dipped him backward, kissing him for all he was worth. ~ Abigail Roux

I would have chosen you over anything," Zane hissed. He pulled back, breaking Ty's hold, bunched the front of Ty's shirt in both hands, and jerked Ty forward until they were nose-to-nose, until Ty's feet weren't solidly on the floor. "My job, my family, my wife. I would have given my life for you! But you! You can't even given me the truth! ~ Abigail Roux

I swear to you, Zane. I thought what I was doing was right. I searched for you after I left New York. You were out of my reach. When Burns read me in, the only thing I could think of was that it was the only way of getting back to you. Being partnered with you full-time, being able ... being able to see you every day, to have you in my life. When he said you might need protecting, it was the only thing I heard. I swear to you. All I wanted from the day I left you in that hospital was you. To be back there with you. ~ Abigail Roux

Hey, Captain," Ty called after him.
Turner stopped and turned, raising an eyebrow.
"Is there a reason you have to be such a dick all the time?"
Turner licked his lips and walked closer, looking all around them to ensure they were having a private discussion. "Because," he said in a low voice as he drew closer. "Being such a dick all the time lets you know that when I stand here and tell you I love you, I fucking mean it. ~ Abigail Roux

Got anything we can cull the herd with?"
Nick stared at Zane for a few seconds. "I never realized how disturbing your accent is until you use cow analogies."
"Yeah okay, say 'car'. ~ Abigail Roux

I'm sorry. Walls are closing in and I need to go.
Love you. ~ Abigail Roux

He'd just called Shawn a bottom, though, and Shawn looked pissed. Call Remy a bottom and he would jump you and let you screw his brains out. Call Thiago a bottom and he would look at you for five minutes, shrug, and the go about his business. Call Nikolaus a bottom and he might cry. Call Brandt a bottom and you might get a blowjob, you might just get blown up. But call Shawn a bottom?
Carl supposed he was about to find out what happened when you called Shawn a bottom. ~ Abigail Roux

Zane was starting to piss him off again. Which was good, he supposed. It meant the urge to lick him all over was passing, at least. ~ Abigail Roux

Come on, Elmer," he said to his horse. "Let's find a nice prickly cactus you can toss me into. ~ Abigail Roux

Are you okay?" Kelly cried.
"I shot dinner," Nick said.
Kelly snorted. "Look, Hannibal, you can shoot back if they 're shooting at you, but it's still not okay to eat them afterward. ~ Abigail Roux

Ravens are like step-children," Ty answered as he squinted up at the screen. "I love them, but they're still sleeping on the couch when the house is full. ~ Abigail Roux

Deuce glanced at him before turning his attention back to Zane and Julian. "Dare I ask what you've done to deserve protective custody?" he asked Julian. "I deal antiques," Julian answered in a soft voice. Deuce nodded, looking Julian up and down. He turned his head to look at Ty speculatively. "That's a euphemism for 'I kill things', isn't it? ~ Abigail Roux

I think the black suits you more than the brown did." "Oh yeah?" "Brings out your eyes." "Is that what you look for in cowboy hats?" "Maybe. You know, in high school, if a girl got a guy to give her his Stetson, it was a sure thing they were going steady," Zane said, his voice heated and smug. Zane's attempts at flirting were a never-ending source of amusement. And damn him, they were starting to work. "You saying I'd make a great Texan girl?" "I'm saying you look damn good in my hat," Zane growled. He cupped Ty's chin with one hand and leaned over in the shadowed truck cab to kiss him. ~ Abigail Roux

Oh Jesus, Digger on a horse," Kelly said. "He kept threatening to make his horse into stew."
"He named his horse Stu," Nick added. ~ Abigail Roux

You're a phoenix, Zane. Rising from the ashes. And all I do is make you burn. ~ Abigail Roux

McCoy looked at him with true regret and sighed heavily. "You're management now, Garrett. There's no going back. And you can't have your . . . your boyfriend working under you."
Ty opened his mouth, and McCoy held up his hand. "If you make a joke, I'll shoot you. ~ Abigail Roux

It looks like you two never really got into the eye of the storm. You were more like ... the cows who got tossed around on the outskirts. ~ Abigail Roux

I mean that all the experiences I've ever heard of in life ... I want to have them with you. ~ Abigail Roux

Are you ok?" Nick asked shakily.
"Yeah." Kelly managed a nervous laugh. "Yeah, sure. Terrified and a little turned on. You know...typical Friday night. ~ Abigail Roux

So, Mr. Grady, how did you find yourself in the FBI?" ( ... )
Ty gave her a charming smile. "The Marines didn't want me, and it's hard to find a job where you can shoot things without getting arrested. ~ Abigail Roux

When he looked again, Ty had Zane by the hand and was dragging him toward the old Mustang. Zane only managed to stop Ty's excited ramblings by grabbing his face and kissing him. Harrison ~ Abigail Roux

How do you feel about a little bait and switch?"
Kelly licked his lips, then grinned slowly. "Sounds about as fun as you bending me over one of those interrogation desks."
Nick groaned and pushed his chair back so they were no longer in contact. "Don't fucking tempt me, okay? Those rooms have video feeds."
"Really? Do they record?"
Nick had to get up and walk away as Kelly laughed merrily at his desk. "You're killing me, Kels," he called over his shoulder. "Killing me! ~ Abigail Roux

First time I saw you, after I got over hating you, I knew," he said, echoing Ty's words, "I knew I'd fall in love with you ~ Abigail Roux

What are books good for?"
"Hitting intruders?" Nick mumbled. He rubbed his eyes again. "Doorstops. Insomnia. Special interrogation techniques. Silencing bedmates in the middle of the night. ~ Abigail Roux

Can I get a cat?" Ty asked after exactly one block.
"What?"
"A cat. I want a cat. You get a bookstore, I should get a cat. ~ Abigail Roux

I love you," he said quickly. "If I don't come back ... "
"No," Ezra hissed. "No, you must."
"Know I loved you a lifetime's worth," Ambrose gasped. "A lifetime. ~ Abigail Roux

Ty rolled his eyes. He reached to the small of his back and took out the backup gun he'd taken off one of the bodies, checking it before handing it to Deuce. "Put that under your pillow." Deuce looked down at it with a heavy sigh but didn't take it. "Yeah, okay. But you can keep that. My regular schedule doesn't involve shooting myself in the ass in the morning ~ Abigail Roux

It hurts you," he said in realization.
"What does?" Julian asked.
"People being afraid of you. Maybe even ... Lovers being afraid of you?" Cameron asked softly. ~ Abigail Roux

I know you don't ... ." He shook his head and glanced up at the stark white wall across the way from his cell, starting over. "I know you care about me. That's all I need. I just figured ... we have enough secrets between us," he continued as he looked back up at Zane and smiled nervously. "Now it's just one less. ~ Abigail Roux

Where do you get bitter cherries?" Deuce asked.
"Disgruntled trees. ~ Abigail Roux

We had some rum flow trouble. ~ Abigail Roux

I'm pretty sure I just got groped while buying toothpaste," Ty told him with a frown as he struggled with the tiny buttons of his shirt. "By a tiny little old lady with dead butterflies on her hat. ~ Abigail Roux

It's Canada Day." "So?" "So, I'm in Canada." "Why?" "Because it's Canada Day! Come on, Garrett!" Zane ~ Abigail Roux

I've been thinking," Ty said as he pressed his nose to Zane's cheek.
"Not your strong suit. ~ Abigail Roux

He glanced at the door, then at Nick again. "You were fucking Kelly?" "Yes." Ty ~ Abigail Roux

And you can't call your mama and tell her you got hitched?" Mara shouted at Ty.
"She gon' beat his ass," Digger observed from the kitchen. ~ Abigail Roux

Zane ran his thumb over Ty's cheek, seeing him suddenly with new eyes. Ty had never tried to be something he wasn't. He'd never tried to hide what he was. Warrior. Weapon. Bad guy. Zane knew what he was. The pain and betrayal faded. The world faded. ~ Abigail Roux

I'm just trying to tell you ... watch your back. Take it from someone who knows. Friends and enemies? They sometimes wear the same clothes. ~ Abigail Roux

You two got married," he said. The word brought a smile to Ty's lips, but it faded fast. He nodded. "You got my messages?" "No." Nick jerked his chin toward Ty's finger. "I saw the rings. I like them. Like the ink. ~ Abigail Roux

And you," Ty continued, his voice breaking. "You're a
phoenix, Zane. Rising from the ashes. And all I do is make
you burn."
Zane's throat was too tight to swallow past, and his next
breath came out a choked sob. He had never imagined that
was how Ty saw him, and hearing it now made him want to
take back every harsh word they'd ever shared, every thrust
and parry of their relationship. ~ Abigail Roux

I slipped some ... surprises in the tea after y'all left. Ma and Dad should both sleep 'till noon. I might have killed Grandpa, we'll see in the morning. ~ Abigail Roux

Your effort is noted and you will be laid for it. ~ Abigail Roux

Jesus! We can't just sit here and twiddle our thumbs. Who's the brains of this outfit, anyway?"
"I think that was Shaw," Carl said wryly as his mind landed on an idea. "Before he went mad' that is. Now I suppose it's you, God help us. "
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Shawn asked in a hurt voice. "I've not gone mad!"
"Uh huh. What's the plan, Dixie?" Carl asked as he spared Shawn a glance before turning his gaze back on Remy. Remy blinked at him.
"You can't put him in charge," Shawn protested. "We'll be in the shit and he'll stop to get an ice cream, for fuck's sake!"
"What's wrong with ice cream?" Remy asked in an insulted voice.
"I think you missed the point of the comment," Thiago muttered as he sat down in the kitchen besid Nikolaus. ~ Abigail Roux

How can you approve of them? Does it not bother you that your son, your only son, the very last male to carry the Garrett name, goes home from work every night to another man? That doesn't offend your sensibilities?" "Not one bit," Harrison said. He picked up his newspaper again. "At least he looks forward to going home. ~ Abigail Roux

I'm tired of not being married, Zane. ~ Abigail Roux

Ty frowned. "I don't hate all other animals." "Horses. Dogs. Chipmunks." "They're twitchy, Zane. And chipmunks have shifty eyes." "Moths?" "They have erratic flight patterns!" Zane doubled over, laughing so hard he couldn't catch his breath. Ty glared at him. "I'm glad my phobias amuse you. ~ Abigail Roux

Love isn't a gentle thing. I've found it carries a club and a bullwhip and doesn't care when or who it strikes. ~ Abigail Roux

Please, Zane," Ty begged, shameless. He slid his palm against Zane's cheek, his fingers digging into the back of his neck. Zane nodded slightly before leaning forward, taking Ty in on his tongue. He couldn't fit all of Ty's erect cock into his mouth, but it didn't matter. He wasn't teasing anymore; he was focusing on the endgame. Ty ~ Abigail Roux

This might be the best day of my life," Zane said disbelievingly. Ty ~ Abigail Roux

Will you marry me, Zane?" "Yes." Ty ~ Abigail Roux

«Life is hard and confusing, Zane. Love doesn't have to be.» ~ Abigail Roux

You okay to mount?" he asked Ty.
"Next time you ask me that, you better be naked. ~ Abigail Roux

You're . . . you're going back to the Marines?" Alston stuttered. "I thought SOCOM was defunct."
"It's MARSOC now," Ty mumbled.
"But that's special operations. You don't have a choice?"
"No. I don't." He studied the orders. "I report in forty-eight hours. Immediate deployment."
Zane stood. His hands shook as he gripped the edge of the desk. Ty looked up, seeking Zane out. Zane could see it in Ty's eyes. There was no choice. No way to wriggle out of it. No way for anyone to save him.
"Oh God, Ty," Zane whispered.
Ty stared at him for a moment longer as the others broke into outraged babbling. Then Ty shook himself. He tossed the packet of orders onto the desk and stalked over to Zane.
He grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him.
The room spun to a halt. The babble ground to a stunned hush.
Ty's hands moved to the small of his back and he held him tight, bending him just enough for Zane to have to wrap his arms around him to keep from falling. He kissed him again. In front of their coworkers. In front of King and Country and anyone who would watch. It was the first purely honest kiss they'd ever shared.
And it was a kiss good-bye. ~ Abigail Roux

Why a compass?" Ty asked. He hadn't taken his eyes off Zane's yet.
Zane smiled and ran his thumb across the pendant. "Because you gave me direction when I was lost. You showed me the way." He looked up to meet Ty's eyes. "You're like my very own compass. ~ Abigail Roux

If I'd been there, I might have been able to do something. But I wasn't, and I lost them."
"And if you'd been there," Ty said softly, "I would have lost you. ~ Abigail Roux

What's that?" Ty asked as he nodded at the bag.
Zane picked the bag back up and pulled out a set of heavy-duty handcuffs.
"These may be useful if I can't get you to sit still," he said, dangling them on one finger.
Ty shook his head and pointed one long finger at Zane warningly. "You try it and I'll freak out," he said seriously. ~ Abigail Roux

Zane sighed. He knew no one had died. He knew exactly what had happened last night. He just didn‟t have perspective, because when he drank, he focused in on whatever he thought his goal was to the exclusion of everything else. Last night, Ty had been part of "everything else." That was the problem: Ty wasn‟t his keeper - Ty was his conscience. ~ Abigail Roux

Ty is like... a ninja on crack. ~ Abigail Roux

Don't matter who you love, son," he said. "As long as you do it well. ~ Abigail Roux

What do you want, MacGuffin, a duel?"
"No." Julian held out both hands, one palm flat, the other held over it in a fist. "Rock, paper, scissors. Two out of three."
Ty rolled his eyes and held out his fist, apparently willing to play. Julian hit his palm three times, and Ty kept time with his fist in the air. But when Julian threw a paper, Ty reached into his jacket with his other hand and pulled his gun, aiming it at Julian.
"Ty!" Zane said in exasperation from the front seat.
"Glock, paper, scissors. I win."
"You are an ass," Julian muttered. ~ Abigail Roux

Grady, you're staying in Criminal until you get your ass killed or do something so illegal even I can't cover for you, understand? Garrett, you're to make certain he doesn't do either of those things. Is that clear? And you will both like it.
Burns to Ty and Zane
Cut & Run (Chapter 1) by Abigail Roux ~ Abigail Roux

The kiss demanded nothing. It was merely a sentiment of love and devotion from one man to another. Zane's ~ Abigail Roux

The kiss was so consuming that Nick got lost in it, all his senses absorbed by it. It was still crazy to think this was the Doc he was kissing, to think he was getting turned on just sitting here and kissing Kelly. He would have to pole-vault over that hurdle too, because this was too damn good to pass up just because it was weird. ~ Abigail Roux

Well, fuck, Brandt whispered. All that rational thinking had to be thrown out the window. This was why he liked irrational thinking so much better. It took less effort and the conclusions you came to were harder to refute. ~ Abigail Roux

I want to know what it feels like to kiss a guy. And you've had a lot of practice, so I know you're a good kisser.
Are you simultaneously complimenting me and calling me a whore? ~ Abigail Roux

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. ~ Abigail Roux

Two guys jumped us on the way to get food," Cameron answered. "Ty is like ... a ninja on crack. He beat them up pretty spectacularly. Then we stole with their car. ~ Abigail Roux

Zane's spread legs and kissing him. Zane moaned and hooked his calf over the back of Ty's thigh, his hand settling on Ty's waist for leverage as he tipped his hips up into Ty's. Ty ~ Abigail Roux

Dude, you don't look so hot."
"That's because I'm stuck in a freezer!" Liam shouted. His voice echoed off the walls.
"Do you want someone to put you out of your misery?" Kelly asked, suppressed laughter in his voice. ~ Abigail Roux

Oh God, Ty," Zane whispered. Ty ~ Abigail Roux

You have to believe me. Even if you don‟t understand, ~ Abigail Roux

Teaching you to fight at all is an exercise in futility," Ty responded in a matter-of-fact tone. "Luckily for you, I enjoy things like banging my head against a wall."
"I enjoy banging your head against a wall too," Zane replied as tossed the balled-up tape at a nearby trash can. He let a small smile quirk his lips as he sat on the bench to unlace his shoes.
"Shut up," Ty grunted at him. But even though his back was still turned to him, Zane could hear a smile in his voice. "And cut it out with the damn cat jokes, huh? They're starting to catch on."
"Fine, fine. No reason to get catty about it," Zane told his partner with a barely concealed grin. ~ Abigail Roux

You saying you can't handle that? Kelly needled, grinning. Nick could see that grin in the moonlight, had seen that grin a thousand times before. Now, though, he wanted to wipe it away with another kiss. Jesus, if they didn't do something about this now, it was going to linger. ~ Abigail Roux

Whoa, Lone Star," he said, laughing as he looked Zane up and down with a critical eye. "You'll have to buy me dinner before you get that far."

"I already bought you dinner," Zane pointed out as he righted himself and sat down.

"And he's already gotten that far!" Mark added. ~ Abigail Roux

Where do we have it? Do we do the whole nine yards or shorten the ceremony? Do we try to make it religious or keep it nondenominational? Do you have a best man or do you ask Annie to stand with you? Do we involve our families, make one of them travel? Does Chester get to put a corsage on his shovel? If we have to go to Texas, can I put Barnum in a bow tie and have him be the bouncer for the reception? ~ Abigail Roux

What's proper workplace etiquette for picking up computer and tossing out window? Open window first or break glass? ~ Abigail Roux

Zane hunched over to help with the kiss and without warning pushed up from his knees nearly off Ty's cock before slamming himself down, taking Ty's cock all the way with one smooth motion. "Properly?" he growled when he broke the kiss. Ty's ~ Abigail Roux

You totally just outed us to the criminals.
-Ty to Zane ~ Abigail Roux

I'm prone to paper cuts. ~ Abigail Roux

He glanced at Ty, his body warming all over. Ty had asked him to marry him. He'd been entirely sincere, too, in the way only Ty could be when he thought of something spur of the moment. ~ Abigail Roux

You're bullshitting."
"Don't they call it horseshitting down here? ~ Abigail Roux

Want to go to West Virginia and risk life and limb with me?"
Zane smirked and gave a single nod. "Sounds like fun. ~ Abigail Roux

Love is just a word most of the time. ~ Abigail Roux

Evening," Zane greeted quietly, voice still dark with sleep. He yawned and ran his hand through his hair. The short curls were riotous. "I'm hungry." "Ugh," Ty groaned sleepily. "God, you're worse than a date," he muttered. "I have to feed you, too? ~ Abigail Roux

I love you," Ty whispered against Zane's lips. Zane smiled and pressed his nose against Ty's cheek. "I love you, too." "I'm going to keep asking until you say yes." Zane smiled against his cheek. "I know." Zane ~ Abigail Roux

Does it make you feel better to know that I missed the hell out of you?" Ty whispered, lips moving against Zane's. "And I hope your still just a little angry when get back to my hotel."
Zane let out a shuttering breath, "It'll be more than just a little."
Ty hummed, the sound deep and anticipatory. It was almost a purr. "Promise? ~ Abigail Roux

He wanted Ty with him, wanted him badly. Needed him as a partner, and not just at work. Craved him as a lover more than he'd ever jonesed over heroin. Connected with him in so many ways that Zane couldn't see a way to untangle himself and didn't even want to try ~ Abigail Roux

Not everything needs to be planned, Zane," Ty answered with a tinge of frustration. "Not everything needs a why or how. ~ Abigail Roux

So did you shoot him?" Cameron asked awkwardly before running his fingers across Julian's cheek.
"No," Julian answered grudgingly. "He was just doing his job," he sighed, as if that was the only thing he could say to console himself for not killing the animal that mauled him. ~ Abigail Roux