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Chapter 67

Alan’s POV

"How many fingers are these?" I saw Rachel's worried face through her two fingers. She looked intolerably adorable when she was concerned about me and it motivated me to mess around further.

"Three." I lied just to catch her face fall.

"No, they were two." She said in agony and face-palmed. "You are a lost cause."

Emilia's tipsy laughter boomed behind her as she offered a comforting hand to soothe her shoulders, "Relax, Rach, he's just messing around."

Rachel's worried expression turned to an accusing one when she looked back at me and raised her eyebrows in question.

Giving her a lazy shrug, I admitted truthfully, "I couldn't resist. You're so adorable when you're mad that I might just eat you."

"You are definitely drunk out of your mind. We're going to call it a night."

"But we just started having fun!" Henry, the enthusiastic groom protested.

"You just started. But it's time for us to go to bed." Rachel said in a strict tone. And then, she looked at me like how an annoye
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