Edna nodded. “We got married here.”
Ben sucked in his gut and straightened his shoulders. “We eloped,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes. “Her father didn’t speak to us for years. Took us having a kid for him to?—”
The flush that spread on Edna’s face moved down to her neck. “Oh, Ben.” She kissed his cheek.
Ash snapped a photo the moment Edna’s lips touched Ben’s cheek.
“Now, give her a kiss, Ben,” Ash encouraged. Then, he proceeded to ask questions about how they’d met while getting them to pose for more pictures. “So, was it love at first sight? My father says it was like that with my mom. I didn’t realize you could get married here. Isn’t there a waiting period?”
“No waiting,” Edna said. “That’s why we came.”
Ash framed the misty backdrop of the falls behind them.
Edna continued, “On the US side, you have to wait twenty-four hours, but in Canada, you can get married just like in Vegas.”
“We’re renewing our vows today,” Ben said, puffing his chest.
Ash handed them back their camera. “That’s awesome. Who’s with you to celebrate?”
Ben snorted. “Ha! The kids are working, and the grandkids are in college, busy with exams. It’s just the two of us.”
Skye’s brows pinched together. That seemed so sad.
“We were a little upset at first,” Edna said. “But then we thought, what better way to celebrate our fiftieth than the way it all began?”
Ben shook his head. “Not just us. Remember that couple who was just as crazy as we were?” He turned to Ash to explain, “They acted as our witnesses, and we did the same for them.”
Edna’s eyes misted over, and she wiped the corner with a handkerchief. “Don’t worry; it’s going to be perfect.”
Ash winked at Skye. “We can make your day perfect and be that couple for you. We’ll re-create history. It’s fate all over again.”
How could she say no?And, as far as her goal went for keeping them away from the hotel room, witnessing a wedding would satisfy the bill.
She directed her comment to Edna, “If you don’t mind a couple of strangers, we’d love to act as your witnesses.”
Edna’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Ben…”
Ben kissed his bride. Then, he stood and shook Ash’s hand. “It would be my honor.”
“Fine, it’s settled then,” Ash said. “Where’s the chapel?”
Ben rubbed a finger under his nose. “No chapel. We’re headed to Canada and City Hall.”
“Oh, Ben”—Edna patted Ben’s hand—“can we get some champagne?”
“I’ve got a better idea,” Ash said. “Edna, have you ever ridden in a limo?”
“A limo?” Edna looked to Ben.
Skye poked Ash. “Don’t you dare forget the champagne.”
While joining Ben and Edna on their adventure sounded fun, her champagne buzz from breakfast was wearing off.
Ash arranged for the limo to pick them up and had the first bottle of champagne flowing before they even moved. Ben and Edna had no problem with throwing back the fizzy liquid, and Skye found herself hard-pressed to keep up with their pace.
Ash popped the cork on a second bottle before they made it to the border. He didn’t drink though, digging around in the small fridge for some water.
Skye’s head thickened with the alcohol. It heated her body with wicked desires, and if Ben and Edna weren’t sitting in the limo with them, she would have jumped Ash, throwing their no-sex clause out the window.
