What’s proper workplace etiquette for picking up computer and tossing out window? Open window first or break glass?

I’m an assassin,” Ty said, his voice unsteady. “I’m a killer. I’m the tip of a spear. And you,” Ty continued, his voice breaking. “You’re a phoenix, Zane. Rising from the ashes. And all I do is make you burn.

Drop or strangle; oh, the choices this business forced him to make.

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.

Oohrah, kiddo,” Chester said quietly. Ty smiled and squeezed his eyes shut as tears trailed down his face. “Oohrah, Gunny.

The more he saw of the man who’d caught his son’s heart, the more he liked him.

You have to be strong enough to stay off the bottle. For you. Not me.

Zane nodded, a little in awe as he met Ty’s shining eyes. “Let’s do it.

Hey, Ty?” “Yes, my darling?” Ty responded sarcastically from halfway up the staircase. “I love you.” Ty grinned and started up the steps again. “I like what Texas does to you, Zane.

Liam put his lips to Ty’s ear, and when he spoke it was in whispered Russian. “Now, now, darling, wouldn’t want you getting hurt in a fight for a man you’ve already lost.” Ty.