Crash & Burn (Cut & Run #9)

And I had to be made blind before I could see.

And you can’t call your mama and tell her you got hitched?” Mara shouted at Ty.
“She gon’ beat his ass,” Digger observed from the kitchen.

Cameron made me come. Something about being a good person.

Can I get a cat?” Ty asked after exactly one block.
“A cat. I want a cat. You get a bookstore, I should get a cat.

Can I start calling you hubby?”
“Do it and die.”
“Snookums, then.

Deuce, the maid of honor died at your wedding,” Ty said.
“Well, I didn’t kill her,” Deuce argued.

Dude, you don't look so hot."

"That's because I'm stuck in a freezer!" Liam shouted. His voice echoed off the walls.

"Do you want someone to put you out of your misery?" Kelly asked, suppressed laughter in his voice.

Hey, if we’re going to be plotting and shit, can we order pizza or something?” Digger asked.
“It’s four in the morning,” Zane said.
Digger checked his watch, nodding. “Pizza counts as breakfast, right?”
Zane looked thoroughly scandalized.

... If there is anyone present here today who objects to this union, please take it up with the two armed federal agents who are getting hitched.

If you can't kill it, hire it, right?

I had a thought."
"God help us," Ty said under his breath.

I know the rules. I just choose to think they're stupid.

I'll always find you, Zane

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

I’m from Louisiana, man, I ain’t built for this weather,” Digger told them.
“It’s not weather! It’s a freezer!” Liam shouted.

I've decided I like you," Julian said as he passed through the living room to the kitchen. Liam frowned as if that didn't sit right with him. "It took you you this long?" "I don't make rash decisions.

- Some roads to love aren't easy, and I've never been more thankful for being forced to fight for something. I started this journey with a partner I hated, and a man in the mirror I hated even more. The road took me from streets of New York to West Virginia, from the place I born to the place I found a home. It forced me to let go of my past and face my future. And I had to be made blind before I see. (...) I promise to love you until I die. (...) - I promise to never leave you alone in the dark, he whispered.

Te amo." "Je t'aime, mon cheri," Ty said brokenly.

The Admiral Fell Inn? It’s the only hotel nearby that’s a pun; of course you headed there.

Where are we?” Nick shouted.
“I don’t know, you’re the nautical one. I just piloted the boat out of the harbor.”
“Pirated! You pirated it out of the harbor!”

Where do we have it? Do we do the whole nine yards or shorten the ceremony? Do we try to make it religious or keep it nondenominational? Do you have a best man or do you ask Annie to stand with you? Do we involve our families, make one of them travel? Does Chester get to put a corsage on his shovel? If we have to go to Texas, can I put Barnum in a bow tie and have him be the bouncer for the reception?

You called me a pendejo
“You are a pendejo,” Ty grunted.

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

You know what scares me most?”

You realize we’re looking at our future, right? Two of us in a retirement home, bitching about our catheters and heated blankets.

You're not a thing in the dark," Kelly said under his breath.
"No." Nick clutched his fingers tighter. "But I can be."
Kelly stared at him for a long time, nodding, blue-gray eyes turning to quartz granite. "Then we'll be things in the dark together.

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.

Zane clapped his hand over Ty's mouth. "Just...don't jinx it this time."
Ty raised his hand in a silent promise.
"That's the Girl Scout pledge, Ty.

Zane held his breath. “They’re all clean?”
Owen winced. “I’m not going to say yes. The redhead gave Digger her number, so I’d fire her immediately for poor judgment.”
“Hey!” Digger grunted.
“Clancy would eat you alive,” Zane told Digger with a smirk.

Zane winced. “I just need you to know . . . I . . . I hate baseball.”

“You shut your whore mouth!