Cut & Run 03 - Fish & Chips by Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux

Author:Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux [Urban, Madeleine & Roux, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense, gay, glbt, m/m romance, dreamspinner press, Paperback, Novel, Mystery, abigail roux, madeleine urban, Mystery/Suspense, Series
Published: 2013-01-03T01:41:37+00:00

Ty stood up straight, water streaming off his arms as he pulled

Zane up with him. “Come on,” Ty muttered, his teeth chattering as he

got Zane‟s arm over his shoulders to help him out of the heated pool.

He began leading Zane toward the wide steps. Off-balance, Zane

wavered a little even with Ty helping him along, and when they got

out, he was shaking hard from the adrenaline and shock and was

shivering from the cold.

The cold air outside the pool‟s dome hit Zane like a

sledgehammer, the last straw breaking any buzz, any pride, and any

confidence Zane had in himself.

Ty kept his arm around him as he led him toward the entrance

that would take them to their cabin. The effort seemed to have taken all

the steam out of him as well, because he was sedate and silent until

they got back to their stateroom. He made sure the door was locked

behind him; then he pushed Zane gently toward the bathroom.

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

Zane nodded and laid a hand on the wall as he took a few

wavering steps, but when a wave of dizziness threatened, he considered

kneeling down there and being miserable for a while. The arguments he

remembered without even the faltering filter of intoxication left him

feeling ashamed and unworthy. He felt sick thinking about the very

first glass of whiskey.

Ty moved around him, struggling out of his wet trousers and

leaving them and his soaked briefs in a puddle on the bathroom floor.

He grabbed an artfully rolled towel from the basket on the counter and

began wiping himself off. He glanced over at Zane as he finished up,

looking him up and down with clear contempt. He tossed the towel at

the floor in front of him. “Goodnight, Corbin,” he muttered as he

walked past him, his shoulder brushing Zane‟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, climbed in, and slumped

against 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.

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