[ it's kind of his fault. he put $10 in the swear jar, but now yancy's calm and collected and watching television — completely zoned out, and just in raleigh's line of view if he leans over the counter a little bit from where he's preparing their dinner.
he's got turkey hands, but carefully turns to loop his arm around her shoulders, and pull mako in for a brief head kiss without touching her hair or clothes. ]
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he's got turkey hands, but carefully turns to loop his arm around her shoulders, and pull mako in for a brief head kiss without touching her hair or clothes. ]
Marshal'll crack a rib or two, too.