“Promise you’ll scream for me tonight.”

“Rolling his eyes, Zane got on the elevator once the door opened.“You know, at first I was insulted by the way you treat me. Then I realizedit’s not personal; you treat everyone like shit. I find it doesn’t bother me alltoo much anymore,” he said.“Usually I only don’t bother people I want to see naked,” Ty told himseriously as the elevator rose. “So stop it. You’re freaking me out.”

“You’re just a big softy,” he taunted. “The last person said that to me got Viagra in his coffee next morning,” Ty warned seriously.”

“You make me absolutely fucking crazy,” he said thickly. “Hate to break it to you, but I think you were there long before I came along,”

“Ty." Zane's even, soothing tones finally broke on the short gasp of his name. "I Love you and I'm scared I'll lose you. Please don't leave me alone in the dark.”

“It just made me realize that I wouldn’t have anything if you left,” he said miserably. Jake gave a pained wince and looked down at the floor. “I wouldn’t have anything if I left, either,” he murmured.”

“More bungalow-type setups. Rent by the week. Artsy places,” Zaneexplained. “It’s different.”“Do I look like an artsy type to you?” Ty asked, bristling on principle.It didn’t even faze Zane. “You look like sex on legs to me. You’llblend in, no problem.”