Disclaimer: I only own the concept. The rest belongs to Saban/Disney.

A/N: Just a short Carter/Ryan ficlet, slightly longer than a drabble.


"Hey, that's my shirt!" Carter cried in disbelief.

"I know, but it looks good on me. Besides, it smells like my favorite Ranger," his lover replied with a wink.

Carter chuckled. "And you don't think anyone will find it just a little suspicious if I leave here without a shirt? Or if I'm wearing black?"

"Fine," Ryan muttered with a partial smile, giving in as he lifted Carter's red muscle tank off.

Carter laughed when he caught the shirt as Ryan had tossed it to him. "What can I say, it was worth it to see you without a shirt on again," he added as he pulled his shirt back on while watching Ryan do the same with his own.

"So you don't feel like you chose the wrong Mitchell sibling?" Ryan asked, finally voicing the silent question he'd had since he and Carter began dating secretly a little over a month ago.

"Never," the tall, muscular blond answered with a soft smile before he stood to give Ryan another long, sensual kiss.

The End