“He's scared, Zane." "Well he should join the fucking club.""Come on, Barnum""Ty, you are not the tiger whisperer," Zane hissed.”

“Ty,” Zane yelled, “don’t shoot the tiger!”“He started it.” Ty continued to stare at the tiger, and the tiger at him.”

“The word that comes to mind is 'beefcake', Zane drawled, looking Ty over, appreciating the view"Mission accomplished then!" Ty said happily as he turned around to face Zane again. He frowned suddenly. "Is beefcake one word or two?"Zane laughed. "Who cares when you've got a great ass?”

“You lurve the tiger," Zane croned. "Shut up, Zane".”

“Fuck,” Zane murmured, pulling Ty closer. “You’re worse than heroin.”

“Ty bit his lip, watching his lover just because he could. He firmly believed that being able to rile Zane like he could was one of the aspects of their relationship that had saved Zane from tumbling back into his destructive past. Every now and then, Zane just needed to feel like he was alive. Everyone should be able to feel that. And if annoying him to the point of homicide was what it took, Ty was up to the challenge.”