Malcolm Bright

The messages were checked as they came in and Raylan itched to see what had settled in Malcolm's tastes. But Rachel had another meeting for him and he could only text back a quick: Can't wait to see it. Or you.

"Excuse me, are you busy with something else?" Rachel asked, one hand finding her hip.

Raylan tucked his phone away with an innocent look and shook his head. "I'm all yours, Chief." The dubious look and 'Mmhmm' that he got in return wasn't a confident one.

45 minutes later, Raylan was in his car and texting Malcolm. I'm off. Where can I meet you?