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Chloe laughed and her head almost fell off her damn neck. At least it felt like it. Not good. She vaguely remembered a guy with hair better than her own. “Talked about himself. Lawyer?”
“That’s the one.”
“Hmm.” Chloe filed that away to think about later. She
found two texts from her dad and winced. They were already at the picnic and would check in later. “Crap.” She hadn’t even heard the phone ring or vibrate.
She scrolled back and nibbled on her lip. Because there’d been no calls.
A swirl of guilt tried to fight the high tide of nausea. Instead of thinking about that one too hard, she tossed her phone onto the bedside table and curled back down into the bed she was willing to sell an ovary for.
God, it was comfortable.
Even if she did have to share it with Jinx. Damn bony butt. She shoved her over.
Jinx grunted, but moved over and flopped onto her back. “Why is there sunlight?”
“We’re in the desert.”
Another pillow came for her head, but this time, she blocked it. Jinx laughed. “Ow. Stop, don’t make me laugh. My head is splitting.”
“Get up, lazy butts.” Ivy came in wearing running shorts and a tank.
“Fuck off.”
“I told you to drink that bottle of water before you faceplanted, but you didn’t listen.” Ivy sipped from her own bottle of water. “I ordered breakfast and met the waiter—hot, by the way—in the hallway. You’re welcome.”
Chloe hid her head under her pillow. “I can’t think about eating.”
Jinx stumbled out of bed. “Oh, it’s all grease. Bless you.”
“Definitely not eating.” Chloe curled into ball.
“It’s bacon,” Jinx spoke around her food, “and pancakes with real syrup.” She bounced onto the bed.
“Get off the bed with that.”
“Shut up, mom.” Jinx flipped back the bedclothes. “Bacon.”
Chloe yanked back the covers. “I don’t care.” But her stomach started to grumble. They hadn’t really eaten anything but the damn salads the night before. Which of course was why the drinks had hit her like a freaking sledgehammer.
And maybe the half dozen vodka tonics she’d had.
Holy crap.
“Bacon,” Jinx sang.
Chloe sat up and filched a piece from her plate and shoved it in her mouth. “Happy?” She groaned as the salt and deliciousness hit her tongue. “Oh, man.” She rolled onto her knees and when the contents of her stomach didn’t rebel, she stole half of a silver dollar pancake.
“Get your own.”
Ivy crossed the room. “Here you go.”
“See, one of the Johnsons loves me.” She took the plate from Ivy. “Thank you.” She folded her pancake around the bacon and dipped it in the little cup of syrup. “Glorious.” She inched back against the huge headboard. “Please tell me you didn’t go work out,” she said around another bite of salt and carbs.
Ivy grinned and plopped down on the bottom of the bed. “I ran off my sins. Kills the rest of the hangover.”
“Still not doing it,” Jinx muttered around her food.
