Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

respond, but his mouth was still hanging open.
    Cameron looked at Ty and Zane where they sat together on a square ottoman. “And you two, you’re just ridiculous! You’re so busy bitching at each other and trying to look like you don’t care that you don’t realize you’re throwing your lives away waiting for it to be the right time to admit you’re in love.”
    “Cameron!” Julian finally managed to say, waving at Deacon and Livi as if Cameron might not remember they were there.
    Cameron cleared his throat. “I’m sorry.”
    Livi glanced over at Ty and Zane, then looked at Deuce. “So when you said partner, you meant like working partner? Because that didn’t really come across so much as they were a couple.”
    Zane pinched the bridge of his nose, but he appeared to be smiling.
    “Really?” Ty asked, sounding concerned.
    “You scream ‘we’re screwing’.”
    “Huh.”
    “Well, now that we’ve got that cleared up,” Deuce said as he stood. “What are you going to do?”
    Ty and Zane looked at each other, and then both men glanced at Julian. Zane was shaking his head, but Ty’s eyes moved from Julian to Cameron.
    “What do we do, Cam?” Ty asked in a soft voice.
    “Excuse me?”
    “Look, you’re right. People like us, sometimes we can’t see the forest for the trees. We were all trying to figure out how to dismantle that freaking doorknob when none of us thought to just pull the plug.”
    Cameron nodded.
    “We haven’t asked you, not once, what you thought we should do,” Ty continued.
    Julian tore his eyes away from the FBI agents and looked at his lover. Ty was right. They’d been pulling Cameron along without so much as a thought to what he might want or think.
    Cameron met his eyes, uncertain.
    “Go ahead, Cam.”
    “Well… we can’t fly or ride a train. You’ve been saying that driving into DC is suicide. So why not get there another way?”
    “Another way,” Julian repeated.
    “Oh God,” Ty muttered.
    “Water,” Zane said, sounding surprised and irritated that none of them had thought of it before.
    Julian slid his arm around Cameron’s waist, squeezing him.
    “Getting our hands on a boat won’t be easy,” Ty said, sounding grim. “We’d have to take a smuggler’s line down the coast.”
    “Avoid the Coast Guard, and slip into port without a course plotted or papers,” Zane added. “That’s if we can find a boat.”
    Livi perked up and smiled. “Daddy has a boat.”
    Deuce cleared his throat. “I think they’re thinking more inconspicuous than your dad’s yacht, honey.”
    “Oh wait, I think they took it to St. Vincent.”
    “Yacht?” Ty said with a smirk at his brother.
    “She’s smart, beautiful, and loaded. What’s not to love?” Deuce drawled, matching the smirk with one of his own.
    “I’m a trust fund baby—both of you shut up,” Livi said.
    Zane was smiling at her and Ty was shaking his head, eyes focused on the pure-white carpet. “I know someone who has a boat.”
    Zane looked at his partner, one eyebrow raised. Ty glanced sideways at him and winced.
    “Who?” Zane asked.
    “You’re not going to like it.”

Chapter 15

    T HEY used Livi and her incomparable charm to gain access to the private port on the Delaware River where her father kept his yacht. She sweet-talked one of the skippers into letting them take a small boat out for a “joy ride,” and in less than an hour they had set sail down the Delaware toward open water.
    By the time night fell, they had reached the coordinates they’d been given. They anchored there, bobbing in the choppy water, to wait.
    Zane and the others thanked Deuce and Livi for their help and then went out on the cockpit to let Ty say goodbye. Zane watched through the window as he hugged Livi. She put her hand to her belly in a gesture Zane knew meant Ty was telling her he was happy for them. Zane’s lips twitched in a smile. He liked Livi, and he couldn’t wait to hear about her meeting Ty and Deuce’s family. It also made him sad, though; he wouldn’t be introduced to Ty’s family in the same way she would be any time soon.
    Ty gave Deuce a tight hug, holding onto him for longer than he usually did as he spoke to him. Then he handed Deuce the last of their cash, and Zane knew he was telling his brother to get out of town for a few days and not to use his credit cards.
    Zane had to fight back a jangle of nerves. He had to believe that the CIA agents after them wouldn’t hurt anyone unless