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She squirms in her seat, and the look on her face looks like she’s trying to decide whether she should jump ship or swim for shore.

“Hey,” I begin. “You don’t have to worry. I understand. After tonight, all goes back to normal.”

Her eyes finally look back at me. “Are you sure?”

I nod. “Of course. At least we will always have Key West.” I give her a reassuring smile.

Relief washes over her features. “Yes, we will always have Key West,” she giggles.

“But Romy?”

“Yeah?”

“Tonight, you’re mine.”