Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1349

Winona hesitated for a few more seconds, but eventually, she got up and walked over.

She found Harold Huber's memorial and gave a quick bow.

"Harold, don't blame me, all right? Your grandson told me to grab these. I'm just the messenger here. If you're upset, go haunt him, not me, okay?"

She muttered a bit more to the photo before she dared to move.

She grabbed two bottles of liquor and, on a whim, snagged two fresh glasses as well. Only after sneaking back to Keaton did she bother to check what she'd actually taken.

One look and her hands literally shook.

"Holy crap-Pappy Van Winkle Reserve and a bottle of limited-edition Russian Standard Gold?!" she gasped.

Winona stared at the bottles, then at Keaton. "Are you sure you want to drink these?"

Just a quick Google would tell you-each bottle could buy you a house in the suburbs!

Keaton, totally unfazed, just grinned. "That's right. Tonight, we drink the good stuff. Open 'em up!"

Winona swallowed hard, set the bottles aside, and went to grab the takeout they'd ordered.

She hadn't forgotten their main goal tonight.

"Drinking on an empty stomach is a bad idea. Let's eat something first."

As she unpacked the food-burgers, fries, and a couple slices of pizza-she suddenly remembered the stone.

Nearly forgot-official

pulled out the jade stone.

and nodded. "Yeah, that's it. How'd you get

and thirsty. I told him-no stone, no water. You might want to check it, though. If anything goes wrong with it later,

it back. "Looks fine.

and left it on the edge of the bed. "I'll just leave this here

"Works for me."

beside Keaton's old creaky bed. Winona set the takeout on

lay on his stomach; she

actually ate

without food, his appetite was back

they were full, they finally cracked open the drinks and started

to talk about Beatrix, but Keaton insisted on

eventually led

you. If you'd

it so rough,” Keaton

IMS

girl-if there's no spark, just someone who's really into you way more solid than

someone you're crazy about."

safe, if

tipsy, laughed. "Callum and I are strictly friends. He's not my type. Where is he

knew Callum had been helping to look for her-Elysia

had no clue something had happened to

find him, I'll let you

off two bottles of whiskey, and Keaton sent Winona to