Dimitry’s POV
“Thank God you managed to get that hangover remedy from Stella otherwise this flight would have been terrible.” I say as we settle in our seats on the plan.
“Yeah, it does wonders in a few seconds.” Tucker says sitting opposite me.
“What did we take yesterday?” I ask, trying so hard to remember anything about yesterday but nothing comes back to mind, except the dinner we had with Beth as we went through the next steps for the hotel in Pittsburgh. I know we had some wine after dinner and then everything after that is blank.
“We took the usual Irish whiskey you love. I guess because you haven’t had some in a while it hit you so bad. Remember we had wine as well”.
“Come to think of it, I guess you’re right. Ever since Melissa came, I haven’t had whiskey.” I point out.
“How
