With a snort, Avery carefully pulled away from her, because he was desperate for a piss. They might be married now but there were some things they didn't need to share. "Get them to bring asprin too," he said with a wave of one hand as he disappeared into the bathroom. "And bacon!"
He closed his eyes as he stood over the bowl, letting out a low groan of relief. At least they weren't going back to New York for a day or two (whatever day it was, ugh) so they could recover before they left. And come to grips with what they'd done. Where to go from here was a good question, but his head wasn't going to allow him to think too far in that direction just yet.