CHAPTER 22: Alison
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It took several minutes but Alison finally got her laughter under control. She was an asshole. Harker had been trying to be sexy, and she’d laughed in his face. The alcohol in her stomach gurgled. She’d messed up and the worst part was now she had to find him and apologize. He was a nice guy and she’d hurt him.
She left the room and headed for his office. She’d apologize and maybe they could have a wedding night. She bit her lip to keep from giggling at the thought of kissing him. He’d probably tell her she was doing it wrong.
No, damn it. She had to stop thinking like that or she’d laugh again, and she wasn’t sure their marriage—she giggled—the sham that it was, could withstand that.
She stumbled down the hallway and knocked on his office door, but he did
