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“I have something for you.”

She pushed off the couch and went to the side room where she’d put the bottle a few days before. She came back out and handed it to him.

He handled the bottle. “What is this?”

“It’s our rum.”

“Have you tried it?”

“Not yet. When I brought it home, I thought we could taste it together.”

There was a brief but pregnant pause between them. He held the bottle aloft. “I guess I’ll go now.”

“All right. Have a safe trip home.”

“Thanks.” It surprised her when he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll be seeing you, Rexford.”