He liked behind like this, draped intimately over and around Malcolm, talking in the softer tones that almost all lovers took in the afterglow and he settled his free hand on the low of Malcolm's chest.

"Mm, yes we will." Not can; Will. Raylan was resolute. He smiled crookedly. "I haven't hired a realtor but if you don't like the places I've already found, my feeling's won't be hurt if we have to get one. I'd like you down here sooner rather than later, as nice as these hotel rooms are."