Jlyn moaned and pulled the covers over her. Her head was pounding. She was sure Evie was faring no better, perhaps a little worse after having to tell Brendan what happened with Chris.
“Morning, love,” Rob gave his wife a quick.
“I have been run over by a truck,” Jlyn moaned again.
“The champagne truck,” Rob chuckled. “Better get some food and
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