Raylan pushed his hat back, letting it fall to the chair behind him. At last, things were starting to feel a little better, like they were right where they should be. Which was odd, because this seemed like the opposite of that. It SEEMED he should be telling Tim what for and being done with this mess.

Instead, he was urging Tim back toward the bed. His head tilted and his lips opened against Tim's. A slow, deep sort of kiss. The intense kind Raylan seemed to go for every single time. He only let it break when they at last reached the bed. When Tim's knees hit the mattress, he pushed the deputy back. Then he again did that thing Tim disliked so very much. He moved too fast to see. One moment he was leaning over Tim, and the next he had the man's hands pinned to the mattress above his head.