I promised a T&G snippet if the Braves won tonight. And win they did! It was beautiful. None of you are reading this because you saw ‘snippet’ and you’re already skimming to get to the good stuff, but I’m seriously thinking about telling you in detail how we won and then slipping the snippet in mid-sentence so I can FORCE YOU TO CARE.
If my spacebar weren’t being a bitch tonight, I’d totally do that.
“I need your help,” Nick said without further greeting.
“Why, what’s wrong? Where are you?” Ty asked as he sat up in bed. Zane placed his hand on the small of Ty’s back, wiping his fingers through the sweat there.
“I’m in New Orleans,” Nick answered, his voice still pitched low. “I need you to come down here.”
“Why, what happened?” Ty ran a hand through his messy hair.
“I’ve been arrested. They’re going to charge me with murder, Ty.”