Malcolm let the robe fall, reaching up to cradle Raylan's jaw in his hand, leaning up for a kiss and the warmth of his skin against Malcolm's skin.

"Do I get enough for the door?" he asked softly as the kiss broke, his hand sliding around to the nape of Raylan's neck. "We must have to put it on the door, right?"

I don't want to hide you from her too.

He gave him another gentle, lingering kiss before he could answer those questions.