Anna's POV
I was in my pj's and ready to crawl into bed when Jenna knocked on my bedroom door, opened it, and walked right in. We didn't stand on ceremony, expected to wait to be granted admittance. No, we walked in, sat down and put our feet up. In this case, showed up with wine and glasses.
"Hey, Anna. Today has been a real sh*tshow. What say we let our hair down, have some more wine, and talk about our men?" The grin on her face, coupled with her wiggling her eyebrows made me laugh.
"Our men? As in me and Bradley, you and Victor?" I remembered we hadn't had our tell-all girl talk yet. We settled in for what my grandmother referred to as a 'good old chin-wag'. "So, you and Victor, eh? Do you like him?"
Jenna started to gush, something she never did about any of the guys she had date
