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He was still laughing over the Rhett Butler comment when he finally got them to Flore's door. She was still comfortably settled in his arms and he managed to get her door opened in front of them and shut behind them without dropping her or bumping her head/bad ankle on anything.

He called that an unmitigated success. Minor miracle fit, too.

"Home sweet home," he said with a grin, dipping in to kiss her softly as he set her down on the bed, managing to catch the wine bottles and set them aside. "I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to whatever special occasion we save these for, even if it's just celebrating the fact the sun came up."