CHAPTER EIGHTEENHarrison
Harrison sat on the private jet and stared adoringly at Talia. She was sound asleep on his shoulder. For the first time since they had woken up, she appeared relaxed and peaceful, and he didn’t want to wake her. They hadn’t gotten much sleep last night, and the morning had been borderline traumatic. But glancing at the gold band still on her finger, his heart warmed.
She wasn’t the only one surprised at how well he was taking this. He even surprised himself that he wasn’t frantic. Seeing how he never expected to get married, much less at twenty-four.
There was no good reason he should be okay with this. And he knew damn well that Tyler was going to kill him once he found out. Ty didn’t even want Harrison dating his sister, and now they were married. Harrison wou
