Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

don’t we go get your bags, take a cab ride to my hotel, and you can take it out on me there?”
    “Take it out on you. As opposed to what, the world?” Zane asked as he turned and started to walk through the breezeway.
    Zane heard his partner sigh, but Ty kept his mouth shut as they walked.
    Zane suspected he was overreacting, and he tried to swallow the anger. This wasn’t how he’d wanted to see Ty again. He was not supposed to be angry and hurt and Ty all understanding and apologetic, making him feel like a caveman for being upset.
    After checking the directory sign outside baggage claim, Zane found the baggage conveyor for his flight and stood waiting for his black leather duffel to scroll past. Ty stood at his side, silent and close. Zane could feel him. He took a steadying breath and turned to look at Ty.
    He was watching Zane, eyebrows raised.
    Zane sniffed in annoyance. “Still upset,” he muttered, the words almost lost under the shuffling sound of people moving around them. But he sighed and relaxed a little; just being able to see Ty and feel the bundle of energy that was his partner allowed that.
    Ty gave him another serene, amused smile. He glanced over his shoulder, and then he stepped forward and took Zane’s elbow. Before Zane could do anything but draw a breath, Ty kissed him again, right there in the middle of baggage claim.
    Zane grabbed his elbows, holding him still so he could deepen the kiss. To hell with whoever was watching. Ty felt so good in his arms, and he smelled like sandalwood, of all things. Zane didn’t care why Ty was suddenly so comfortable with the PDAs. He was going to take advantage while he could.
    “Does it make you feel better to know I missed the hell out of you?” Ty whispered, lips moving against Zane’s. “And I hope you’re still just a little angry when we get to my hotel room.”
    Zane let out a shuddering breath. “It’ll be more than just a little.”
    Ty hummed, the sound deep and anticipatory. It was almost a purr. “Promise?”
    Zane gripped Ty’s upper arms tight. “Absolutely.”
    Ty smiled rakishly, damn him, and took a step back, looking Zane up and down before nodding at the conveyor belt. “There went your bag.”
    Zane glanced around and had to dart after his duffel. When he pulled it off the belt and looked back at Ty in exasperation, Ty was still smiling.
    “Come on. I’ll show you the hotel Dick ponied up for,” Ty said as he turned to head for the exits.
    “You really have a hotel? But when do we move?”
    “I don’t know.”
    Zane slung the small bag over his shoulder and loped after Ty. “Why was Burns in such a hurry to get me here this morning if the meet isn’t set?”
    “Probably because he knew I was here alone with nothing to do but something stupid. I’ve been stalking this guy for two days now,” Ty said as he dug around in his pockets, fussing with the heavy trench coat he wore. “Took me a full day just to get a whiff of him. Burns needed to give you time to get under. It’ll be this evening, so we’ll have time to buy you some new clothes, give you time to scruff yourself up. Maybe give me time to scruff you up.”
    “What do you mean scruff me up?”
    “I mean screw you through a wall,” Ty said, waving his hand up and down at Zane.
    Zane laughed in surprise. That idea sounded pretty damn good.
    “And you look like a Fed. We’re not supposed to look like government on this one, so we’ll need to find you some new clothes.”
    “If you say so. All I know is I’m backup. And a lot happier to be here than I was thirty minutes ago.”
    Ty’s hand snaked around Zane’s waist and pulled him closer as they walked. “Burns didn’t give me anything but the city and ‘hurry’ and that he’d call me to give me an address later. Then I sat here cooling my heels for two days because he decided I needed backup. I didn’t even get a chance to run down this dude, who apparently is pretty good at not being found.”
    “Who is he?”
    “I don’t know. Do you really want to talk about a case we’ll be handling in less than twelve hours, or do you want to go see my kickass hotel room and discuss your feelings instead?”
    “Are you seriously asking me that question right now?” Zane said as he moved his duffel to his other shoulder so it didn’t hang between them.
    “Is that a no, then?”
    Zane reached to dig his fingers into Ty’s ribs, smiling when Ty twisted to get away. “You might get there