And then she opened her mouth. “Cahoots? Seriously, are you eighty?”
“It’s a good word. Not used nearly enough for my liking.”
“I’m just saying, I’m pretty sure that’s something my grandfather would have said.”
“Maybe your grandfather was a really awesome guy.”
The woman from the other day walked up, a gentle smile on her face. “I’m sorry, but was there a problem with the package you purchased?”
“Yes, you let us get married!” Krista said, her anger shining through.
“Well, that’s what people do in Vegas.”
“Normal people, yes. But we were under the influence. How could you allow that?”
The woman shot her an amused grin. “Honey, most of the people who walk through our doors are under the influence of something.”
“Everything was fine,” I said, cutting off any further argument. “We just came back to…see where it all happened.”
“Well, the pictures were amazing. Did you want to see them?”
“No—”
“Yes!” I said at the same time as Krista.
She scowled at me, but I just shrugged. “I need evidence to prove this happened to your brother.”
“Why? Do you have a death wish?”
“No, but this was my first marriage. Call me sentimental, but I’d like the memories.”
“The memories of the worst night of your life?”
I knew she was mad, that she didn’t want to be married or for any of this to be happening, but her tone cut me deep. I wasn’t so sure this was the worst thing that could have happened.
Yes, it was a mess and inconvenient considering we lived so far away, but it wasn’t all bad. I knew her brother. The sex wasphenomenal. But most importantly, she was starting to grow on me. She was funny and cute, and she hadn’t really freaked out about any of this.
She actually seemed like just the woman I needed.
But yes, I could see her point. This was most likely a mistake.
I didn’t tell her any of that, though. I didn’t let on that I wanted to remember this for the rest of my life. Instead, I just shrugged.
“I’m sure I’ve had worse. Come on, let’s get our pictures and find a place to lay low for a while.”
As I grabbed her hand, she tugged me to a stop. “Rob, they keep finding us. How?”
It was a good question, one I didn’t have the answer to right now.
20
KRISTA
“This one is really good,”Claire said, shuffling through the pictures from the wedding.
Getting up, I looked at it, grimacing at the goofy grin on my face. “I look like an idiot.”
“No, you look like a woman who’s really happy.”