For Raylan

[sluttylyingliar]

Rachel would have never, in her previous life, admitted to wanting a quiet night. Quiet tended to be one of the things that sent her out looking for trouble. But tonight, when she doesn't have to be at work and it's only a week out of one of the worst days she's had here, quiet sounds good. She's been cooking, plus she cleaned her hut and if Brooke

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[angriestman]

He walks at a slow pace, not because he doesn't want to get there, but because he's relaxed. Because it's easy. His hat's pushed back on his head, his jeans skimming his hipbones and there she is, sitting on the porch, looking entirely beautiful.

He doesn't know what he keeps doing to deserve women like this.

"Hey," he says, with a little smile. She's been playing on his mind.

[sluttylyingliar]

"Hey you," she says, smiling right back, not even trying to hold it back.

"I'm going to need you to take a look at how fucking domestic I've been," she says, looking very pleased with herself.

[angriestman]

"I'm going to take note," he promises, stepping up onto the porch and bending his head to catch her mouth with a kiss. "What've you got planned?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"Food," she answers, kissing him back before pointing out the totally edible chicken dish she made. "Plus I cleaned up the house and if you play your cards right, there will also be sex."