“What's not to be proud of?" Barlow answered easily.

Rosalynn rolled her eyes, opting to ignore his response. She checked the time, then went to the bathroom for a shower.

The scent of alcohol still clung to her skin, and she wanted to wash it all off.

When she came out of the bathroom, Barlow was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

“ALL done? Let's go have breakfast."