Then don't was his first thought followed swiftly by You regret it. How much of it? All of it? Him? Raylan didn't want things to go back to the way they had been when Tim first got in and settled. It felt like Tim hated him and he still wasn't sure that jealousy was the only answer.

"You don't know anything about why or how I feel about him," Raylan whispered softly. "Neal's just angry. He's taking it out on me. He's not going to take it out on you."

Raylan looked back down and shook his head, lips tucking down at the corners. "I was trying to make sure you had a heads up, not trigger you buggin' out at the first sign of someone outside us knowin'. And I didn't think he'd react the way he did either." But did that mean if they ever did give it a shot at home, that any of the shit they might expect to hear was enough to fracture them?

He took a deep breath. "Look, the point is that its not safe here. Not at night and not for sleep and skirtin' across any part of the land while it's dark is askin' for trouble. If you can't stand to-" He clamped himself off and tried again. "If you don't wanna be on Phillips Drive anymore, fine. I won't stop you and I won't complain. Just not here."