Suddenly Malcolm found himself with his knees on either side of Raylan’s hips, most of his weight still on the marshal’s chest, gripping his upper arms as he’d done at some point in the roll, to steady himself.
He broke the kiss to lift his head as they landed, looking down into Raylan’s face.
When did that face become one of the safest places in his life?
“Hi,” he murmured, letting go of his arms so one hand could take his weight while the other reached up to thread through his hair, pushing it back from his forehead even as Malcolm’s own hair fell in front of his face. Fingertips trailed his cheekbone and then his jaw, lingering under his chin as Malcolm leaned in for a slower, deeper kiss.
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He broke the kiss to lift his head as they landed, looking down into Raylan’s face.
When did that face become one of the safest places in his life?
“Hi,” he murmured, letting go of his arms so one hand could take his weight while the other reached up to thread through his hair, pushing it back from his forehead even as Malcolm’s own hair fell in front of his face. Fingertips trailed his cheekbone and then his jaw, lingering under his chin as Malcolm leaned in for a slower, deeper kiss.