Daisy’s POV
I wake up the next morning with a throbbing head, groaning as a low chuckle sounds from behind me.
‘How are you feeling Sunshine?’ Noah asks as I roll over to face him, groaning again when the light from the sun already peeking through the curtains hits me in the face.
‘Like something big ran over my body, backed up for a second go before it curled up and died in my mouth,’ I mutter, quickly slamming my hand over my lips as the jock leans forward to kiss me.
‘You sure seemed to enjoy yourself’ Noah teases me, prying my fingers from my mouth and pecking my lips despite my protest about my breath, which must be foul from the taste I’m currently suffering.
The wedding last night was amazing, though Harrison looked more and more impatient as the officiant led us in a few hymns
