[[ lexington, kentucky ]]

[itwasjustified]

[ "how do you feel about wings?" ]

Raylan wipes the last of the grease from his fingers and crumples the paper napkin.

With a lazy toss, he nails the nearby wastebasket.

He reaches for his glass of sweet iced tea, and his eyes slide from what's left of their dinner to Reese.

"Got a verdict yet?"

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[itwasjustified]

Eyes closed, he smiles to himself while he traces lazy lines along her spine.

"Sure -- 'til I talk."

[notenlightened]

"So don't talk."

Her hand casually drifts beneath the bedsheets.

[itwasjustified]

"Don't you worry, ma'am."

He tilts his head to kiss her crown.

"I won't."