Abigail Roux Quotes

Cameron found himself smiling as he thought about the two tough, acerbic FBI agents. "It's so cute. They're in love."
"It's like watching two kittens fight with machetes," Julian muttered.
"Julian."
"What? Its weird!"
"No its not. They're perfect for each other. Poor Zane though," Cameron murmured. "In love with Ty Grady." He couldn't imagine how frustrating that would be. Then Julian inhaled, and Cameron chuckled slightly. Yeah, he could actually.

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“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!”

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“Ty laughed, a carefree, boyish sound, and glanced to his side, distracted by what he saw. "You moved the rug."
"I kitty-cornered it."
"Why would you do that?" Ty asked, aghast.
"To see you lose your shit when you got home." Zane leaned closer, grinning evilly. "There are other things out of order too. Books not alphabetized. Coffee mug handles facing different directions." He lowered his voice to a whisper as Ty's eyes widened in horror. "The closet isn't color coded."
"You're just watching the world burn, huh?"
Zane laughed.
"God I missed you." Ty said in a rush of breath.”

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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.

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“Its twice as terrifying, working with someone you love. A mistake could cost you everything. It makes what they do that much more ... impressive.
- Julian about ty & zane”

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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?

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“I didn't care about anybody, even myself. And when I did ... ." Zane's jaw clenched, and he kept his eyes focused on the window. Anything but on the man sitting across from him. "I let him walk away”

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I'm fine, love. Agent Grady just needed a cuddle. And possibly a piece of my spleen.

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“I'm not asking you to buy the milk, O'Flaherty, I just want you to grope the cow.”

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“You shot me, Zane."
"Baby, if I'd shot you, you wouldn't be alive complaining about it," Zane said, then leaned sideways to check the backyard.
"Well, someone shot me. It's upsetting."
Zane glared at him before rolling his eyes. "Kelly had the beanbags, you can talk to him about it later."
"It's very upsetting," Ty repeated, pressing his hand to his chest.”

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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.

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Would you believe me if I told you I was shot?" he finally asked with a mischievous glint in his black eyes.
Cameron stared at him. "Shot? Like, shot? By a gun?"
Julian tilted his head and nodded. "It's hard to be shot with a knife.

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“Where do you get bitter cherries?" Deuce asked.
"Disgruntled trees.”

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“All's I'm saying is love's a blessing, no matter all the same.”

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“Knowing Deuce was watching, and Zane knew right then and there that he wouldn't be giving Ty up without a fight. Ever.”

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“Zane winced. "I just need you to know ... I ... I hate baseball."
"You shut your whore mouth!”

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He's going to twitch himself through the moon roof.

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“Ty could start an argument with Gandhi if he put his mind to it.”

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“You brought my son back and turned him into a beautiful thing. I expect you'll take the same care with that ol' Hoss.”

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“Zane rolled his eyes. "Galloping crazies."
Ty squeezed his hand. "Well, you said you liked horses.”

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“He'd seen a phoenix waiting to rise from the ashes, and he still did. every time he looked into Zane, he saw something extraordinary.”

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I'm Catholic. I don't pray, I just ask for forgiveness after.

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“Ty watched him from the corner of his eye. All Ty had to do was keep that look on Zane's face, the one right there,relaxed and content and slightly amused. Then they'd be just fine.”

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I'm prone to paper cuts.

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“Speaking of troublemakers, where's Nicholas? I've got a hug for him, too."
"He and Doc are in the next room," Ty answered.
"Doc? Which one was that?"
"The one who lost his parents when he was young. I brought him home for Thanksgiving one time. You told him you wanted to wrap him up and bake him in a pie and he never came back.”

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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.
- Brandt

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You can't kill what you can't catch.

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“God, I love it when you're cranky like this. Promise to still be pissed when I get home, okay?" (Ty)
"I don't think that's going to be a problem" (Zane)”

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Zane sighed. "I was so hoping this would be a normal vacation."
Ty smacked him on the side of the head. "Don't use bad words.

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“Two days ago, I was trying to decide how to ask him to marry me," Zane whispered. "Tonight I'm trying to figure out if I can even love someone like him.”

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“Hey," Nick grunted. "Marriage is just a word for some people, but for others it's a fucking sentence, okay?"
Zane was holding his side. "Oh my God, marriage puns! Oh my God ... "
Nick was trying not to grin, but he finally couldn't help himself. "Once we established I was the victim, then we had to find a girl with a ring on her finger to figure out which one I'd fucking married."
Ty leaned against Zane's arm, laughing so hard he could no longer sit up straight. "The look on his face!"
"He made a marriage pun," Zane gasped.”

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“Suddenly there were all sorts of words crowding on Zane's tongue, and he couldn't get a single one out, much less three that would prove he knew the best thing to happen to him in his entire life lay right there in his arms.”

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“It's so cute. They're in love." "It's like watching two kittens fight with machetes,”

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“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.”

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“Nick tried to give him a reassuring smile, but he knew himself well enough to know that when he smiled, it rarely reassured anyone.”

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“I am. You sound hungover."
"It's Canada Day."
"So?"
"So, I'm in Canada."
"Why?"
"Because it's Canada Day! Come on, Garrett!"
Zane snorted.”

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This is the worst vacation ever," Kelly said as he turned and followed Ty up the steps.
"Yeah, we don't use that word.

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“He watched the elevator numbers change, approaching their floor. "Ty," he said quietly.
Ty glanced at him and frowned slightly.
"My ass hurts too," Zane admitted quietly as the doors opened to other people.”

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“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.”

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“Is this some sort of boys' weekend that I'm not supposed to intrude on? Because I can totally leave before they hurt themselves trying to lie convincingly.”

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“I had a lot of nights alone," Kelly said. Nick raised his head, and their noses brushed. Kelly's breath was warm against his lips. "I called your name every damn time.”

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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.

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“Brandt would need to do something. Something drastic. Something like ... tell him the truth. Fucking hell, Brandt hated telling the truth.”

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The only things that scared Brandt were water and fire extinguishers.

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The back screen popped open before she could answer, and everyone who was still armed raised their weapons again, waiting breathlessly for the heavy footsteps to draw near. Chester came around the corner, a rag in his hands, wiping them clean. His shovel was held in the crook of his elbow, the shaft resting on his shoulder. Blood dripped from the sharpened tip of the blade. "Got me a couple," he said with a pleased grin.

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“You're late," Thiago said in a flat voice. Nikolaus opened his mouth to apologize, but Remy smiled cheekily and shocked Nikolaus by wrapping his arm around him and pulling him closer as if they'd been friends all of their lives. "I was teaching Niko the proper technique for getting lost in the woods," Remy claimed seriously. "He took to the lesson real well.”

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“Deuce groaned. "Ma, what sort of pie was that?" He was rubbing his stomach.
"Bitter cherry. Lucy Hopewel had one at the potluck a week back, and I thought I might try it. It wasn't good?"
"It was good, Ma," Ty said, voice flat.
"Where do you get bitter cherries?" Deuce asked.
"Disgruntled trees," Ty said. He looked over his shoulder with a smirk.”

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I don't like this, not one bit. I don't have many morals, but the ones I do have are not happy.

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“I've never had a price on my head, I wonder how much I'd be worth?"
"A pinecone or two, I'd wager," Shawn murmured.”

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“Remy looked down at the blood disinterestedly and clucked his tongue. "Maudit! I just stole this shirt," he murmured as he pulled at the sleeve and examined the growing stain. "Stitches must have come out.”

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