"You're gonna spoil me on room service alone," he warned with a chuckle as his hands moved Malcolm's head back and forth with the gentle scrubs of fingertips in his hair. One hand slipped around his neck to urge him forward a step so Raylan could get some conditioner and work that in.

"We don't even have to get dressed after this. We can order in, wrap up in those big fluffy robes and enjoy the quiet."