I Can Not Wait!

Oh My God!

Touch & Geaux (Cut & Run #7) by Abigail Roux

Well we all know that I am a huge Ty and Zane fan and I have been practically biting my nails in anticipation for the new book in the Cut & Run series to come out. So far all I know is 2013 so I just have to sit and pray that it will be early 2013 and not late 2013.

The cover above was posted on Goodreads and I was so excited to see it although I am not so sure how I actually feel about it. The excerpts that have been posted are also scaring me just a little. I guess that’s what will make this such a must have read for me. I am now so curious I can barely stand it.

    Touch & Geaux Snippets

“Where have you been?”

Liam smiled crookedly and peered over the top of his sunglasses, blue eyes shining. “The same place you have, Ty. Hell.”

Ty: “Wait, so you picked out the escort in Miami because a dude in New Orleans winked at you the year before?”
Zane:“You have your type, I have mine.”
Ty:“My type is dark hair!”
Zane:“Your type is a gun.”
Ty:“Whatever, Zane.”
Zane:“You remind me of him too.”
Ty:“Who, the escort?”
Zane:“No. Well, yeah. But I mean you kind of remind me of the guy in the bowler hat.”
Ty:“Did you fuck me the first time because I reminded you of some random in a bar?”
Zane:“Sort of. Did you fuck me the first time because I had a gun?”
Ty:“Yes. And knives. That’s a better reason than yours.”
Zane:“Not really. Because mostly it was that you were hard and wet and begging me to.”

“Zane,” Ty said, his voice hoarse. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. He seemed to be fighting to meet Zane’s eyes. “There’s something … something I’ve been keeping from you.”

Zane’s stomach flipped. “I thought we got all the secrets out.”

“Not this one,” Ty said, looking sick. — Touch & Geaux (From Roux’s Tumblr account:)

“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.”