Ashley woke up late Sunday morning with a pounding headache and blurry vision. His jaw hurt. It took several minutes to piece together the activities of the night before, but he didn’t have to have perfect recall to know that one drink with Yvonne became several drinks by himself. He couldn’t exactly remember why he drank so much—the confrontation with Bryan had been unpleasant, but it really had been full of good news. The engagement was off. Jenny wasn’t going to Boston.
It was that thought that made him want another drink. He moaned, covering his sensitive eyes with his arm, and tried to think things through logically.
Jenny wasn’t leaving and she wasn’t getting married. This made him very happy. Happier than he had any right to be. This happiness frightened him, because he didn’t qui
