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May. 28th, 2010 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itwasjustified[ "you do realize you're pokin' fun at the man who's supposed to explain box trifectas to you tomorrow, don't you?" ]He's still in jeans and cowboy boots, but Raylan's dressed a little less casually this morning -- instead of a T-shirt and well-worn flannel, he's in a checkered button-down, tie, and sportcoat, Stetson ever-present on his head.
Double-checking the room number, he tucks the paper bag he's carrying beneath his other arm before he knocks on Dani's door.
(Nestled inside are muffins from the best bakery in town, and beneath those, a box of granola bars from Whole Foods -- he couldn't resist after a particular bit of conversation yesterday.)
When she opens the door, she'll find him carefully transferring the bag back to his free hand while he balances two coffees in a travel tray.
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Date: 2010-06-01 02:41 am (UTC)Taking half a step closer, he angles his head, his eyes falling on the curve of her neck and shoulder.
"You've had me fooled this whole time."
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Date: 2010-06-01 02:43 am (UTC)The corners of her mouth are already beginning to twitch.
"But you had to find out the ugly truth sooner or later."
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Date: 2010-06-01 02:52 am (UTC)His eyes lift to her reflection in the mirror.
"I'm here to tell you there's nothing ugly about it."
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Date: 2010-06-01 02:54 am (UTC)"It's nice that you have an appreciation of honesty, then," she teases.
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:04 am (UTC)He shakes his head, smiling down at her.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're enjoying this."
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:04 am (UTC)"What gave it away?"
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:08 am (UTC)Her fingertips brush against his palm, the one that isn't currently holding onto his hat.
"That earns you an hour, at least."
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:13 am (UTC)He spares a quick glance toward the food on the table.
"Sort of."
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:15 am (UTC)"It was sweet."
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Date: 2010-06-01 03:39 am (UTC)Her hand turns to catch him, briefly, fingertips snagging his.
"- you're luckier than you think."
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Date: 2010-06-01 04:00 am (UTC)His fingers curl around hers.
"But you'll never forgive me if we miss first post at Keeneland."
The first race isn't until one o'clock, but squeezing in a visit to the Kentucky Horse Park and its International Museum of the Horse beforehand is all part of the experience.
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Date: 2010-06-01 04:05 am (UTC)She smiles, her hand lingering there for another moment until she remembers her coffee and reaches out for it to bring it along.
"But you're right, we should probably head out."
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:17 am (UTC)"You see that?"
He's grinning crookedly as he puts the untouched muffins back in the bag and reaches for his own coffee.
"That was flirtin'."
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:18 am (UTC)She finishes her coffee in a few successive sips, tossing the empty cup into the trash.
"Good thing I had you around to tell me."
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:21 am (UTC)"Oh, so that's why you like me."
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:23 am (UTC)"Who said anything about 'like'?"
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:25 am (UTC)" -- tolerate?"
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:26 am (UTC)Despite her words, her voice is soft. Maybe even bordering on gentle.
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