âwalker⊠david â no, daniel⊠daniel walker, right?â god, she felt like an idiot. she could already hear her motherâs voice ringing in her ears, berating her daughterâs stupidity for marrying someone she didnât know while drunk. it was like the ultimate no-no when it came to patricia spivotâs mother. reaching up, she pinched the bridge of her nose then offered the somewhat familiar male a smile. âdo you remember much from last night? i mean, i remember you from the fires and you helped me rescue that dog then gave me a ride to vegas to see my mom, but other than that itâs pretty hazy. what â what are we going to do?â
âDanâs fineâ he replied. Getting married in Vegas while drunk wasnât exactly how he pictured getting married, least of all to someone he had just met and barely knew. âNo, I remember as much as you, the dog, vegas and then not much after thatâ he said, rubbing the back of his head, last night was pretty much a blur.