Chapter 30

Miles

"I really hate the way that rum tastes like," I grimaced, pushing the bottle and cup toward Gavin.

He smirked, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "Aww, Cheryl is here," he teased, completely ignoring my protest.

I scowled. "I don't know what you were thinking making rum from apple...

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