Mac gave her a surprised look, his eyebrows moving up genuinely into his hairline and then he nodded. "A genuine offer, I promise. I have a pretty extensive collection at home, of wine, and rarely anyone to enjoy it with." He put down coins for their drinks and stood, "Shall we then?" He asked, his hand indicating a path through the bar. They could walk to his place easily enough, and the night was warm, and he felt like maybe it was going to get even warmer.
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