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the bar and glanced in
    Ty‟s direction before starting to gather the clothing they‟d shed. Once
    he untangled his dress shirt from the undershirt, he held it up to survey
    the damage. Ty had pretty much destroyed it: several of the buttons
    were gone, now underfoot, and the seams at the shoulders had literally
    been ripped apart. He‟d obviously been very intent on getting Zane
    naked. Zane shivered and looked over at his lover. Ty hadn‟t even
    gotten around to taking off his sweats. Zane thought he would have
    fucked him with the damn things still around his thighs if they‟d been
    able to get that far.
    Zane dropped the clothes in a pile and walked over to Ty, sidling
    up behind him to wrap his arms around Ty‟s waist and nuzzle just
    under his hairline. No reason to waste time he could spend touching. It
    would distract him from the fact that they, or even worse, just Ty,
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    might be leaving, and the latter possibility made Zane‟s chest tighten
    uncomfortably. It had become more and more painful, being apart from
    Ty and not knowing where he was or whether he was safe or how long
    he‟d be gone. Not being able to watch his back. Ty hadn‟t been called
    on one of those jobs in a while, not since their ordeal with Ty‟s family
    in West Virginia, but Zane still expected a call some random evening.
    Zane suspected Ty had gone to Burns to opt out of the odd jobs,
    but he‟d never asked and never planned to. He still held his breath
    whenever Ty‟s phone rang, day or night. Zane closed his eyes and
    rested his chin on Ty‟s shoulder. He brushed his lips against the warm
    skin of Ty‟s neck, and it made him think of the compass rose pendant
    hidden away at his apartment in the drawer with his T-shirts. He still
    hadn‟t found the right time to give it to Ty.
    Ty reached his arm behind him to settle his hand on Zane‟s hip. “I
    don‟t understand,” Ty said to McCoy in a troubled voice. “No, I‟m not
    being intentionally dense! I just don‟t get why it has to be us!”
    Zane moved one palm over Ty‟s stomach and started to rub
    gently, trying to soothe him. After all, it was partly his fault Ty was so
    keyed up.
    Ty turned, pursing his lips into a shushing gesture to tell Zane to
    be quiet, and then hit the speaker button.
    Their boss‟ voice came out of the speaker and Dan McCoy was
    audibly annoyed. “…because this is supposed to be good PR, and we
    need to send agents that people will like.”
    Zane frowned and mouthed the word “like” to Ty with a
    questioning look.
    Ty was silent for a moment, staring at the phone. “And we‟re the
    best you got?” he asked, deadpan.
    McCoy laughed. “People do like you, Ty. You‟re a funny guy.
    And you know how the ladies like Garrett.”
    Zane opened his mouth to object, but Ty‟s hand covered it before
    he got a sound of protest out.
    “Granted,” Ty drew out, meeting Zane‟s eyes and smirking. “If
    we do this, what do we get out of it?”
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    “You get to keep your jobs, you worthless hack,” McCoy
    answered without any real heat in it.
    Ty‟s face was nearly expressionless as he held the phone up
    between them. “Yeah okay.”
    Zane shook his head, giving Ty an obstinate look. He still didn‟t
    know what the hell this was all about, but he had the prickly feeling he
    wouldn‟t like it.
    Ty turned away from him so he couldn‟t object again.
    “Look,” McCoy said, “Garrett gives a great lecture on cyber and
    criminal connections. I‟ve heard it and didn‟t even feel the need to
    shoot myself or him. With all the Internet crime lately, it‟s a popular
    topic. And you have enough of a sense of humor to talk about
    undercover investigations without getting morbid or scary. I know it‟s
    short notice, but there‟s going to be a whole series of these things—”
    “A whole series?” Ty broke in, his voice going higher in distress.
    “Do you remember how many times you‟ve