Malcolm couldn’t help a small smile Raylan would probably feel more than see. He pressed a kiss to his neck just below his ear before letting go, but that was not going to be Raylan’s last hug tonight.

“I’ll eat some more,” he said, sliding back into his chair, picking up his fork. He watched Raylan for a moment. “…Do you really still want to take me dancing?” he asked with sudden earnestness.