Charlie grinned widely, dropping down beside her and lifting his glass up to view it in all it's goat-like glory. Merlin, if only Bess Fawcett had planned a barnyard shindig like this, that family dinner would've gone off without a
hitch.
He'd appreciated the invitation and now that he'd barely survived the night, Charlie felt a bit disappointed in himself. Penny's sister-in-law was trying to break through this...this
wall that had been created, with Charlie's help. He should've put more effort into breaking it down, but who could really manage to get a word out when Drystan Fawcett's eyes looked ready to shoot the killing curse straight at you?
"If you like these, wait until you see
the cake," Charlie said with a laugh, putting the glass down by his feet. With his arm free, he put it around Penny's shoulders and pulled her into his side.
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