Re: Travis/TJ
"Hard to miss that I have the most gorgeous boyfriend." His hand glided over TJ's body while he moved closer. "You look great and you can never look like Rambo because you're too much of a drama queen to get to that point. Also you don't have that body type or use steroids, so we're good. And, finally, you should be dressed for bed, in case of an emergency."
Travis snorted. "I believe that considering how much more cut you are here than you were in Pittsburgh. Even your brother is building up muscles now." He moved and straddled TJ's legs. "That's barely playing nice, but you're lucky that Sam isn't around, not that I would say that anywhere else or we might get killed. So what could you have said that you haven't said?"
He leaned closer and kissed him. "I told you that I always take care of what's mine. That's why I worry, and my training? I'm not as good as some of these guys, TJ. I'm a good cop. I'm a great shot. I know how to do my job, but this isn't my job. I'm learning how to shoot a sniper rifle from a pregnant cheerleader and how to cook from a man who's fighting a post nuclear war. They know so much more, and I'm learning from them and you should too. I don't mean the two of them specifically, but in general. My training is nowhere near good enough for this."