Zane wondered if Ty was a mama‟s boy. He tipped his head to the side, watching them as he picked out a piece of warm bread, and thought maybe so. Not that he would ever...

I wouldn’t have anything if I left, either,” he murmured.

Marines either know how to use an iron or they get married […]. The iron is less dangerous.

What the hell is a SpongeBob?” Ty asked Zane quietly in the backseat.

Want a little cheese with that whine, maestro?