Page 13 of Alana's Hero


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Chase’s chuckles followed him all the way into the bathroom.Even after he closed the door, his soft laughter could be heard.

Alana glared at Gina.“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Gina laughed and held up her hands.“I wouldn’t dare come between you and your personal pleasuring, and I hope you’d do the same for me.Besides, I was turned on.And based on the tent in the shorts he put on, so was Chase.”

Covering her face with her hands, Alana groaned.“This day couldn’t get worse.”

“Be careful,” Gina warned.“You might jinx yourself.Remember, you have a bad guy gunning for you.”

“Oh, Gina, don’t be so melodramatic.”

Gina’s smile faded.“Honey, I hope it’s melodrama.I don’t want you to be hurt.We’ve come too far together for me to lose you now.”

Alana hugged her friend.“I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t gotten me out of that church before my father arrived.And I certainly wouldn’t have come here if you hadn’t come with me.”

“I love you, sweetie,” Gina said.“You’re the sister I never had.”She pushed Alana to arm’s length and touched her cheek.“I’m just glad you didn’t marry that spineless piece of shit, Vance.He didn’t deserve you.”

“I’m glad, too.”Alana grimaced.“I think I was so caught up in the whole promise of getting to my happily-ever-after that I never stopped to consider he wasn’t the right guy to get me there.”

Gina tilted her head toward the bathroom where Chase was singing some song at the top of his voice with words likesomething dumb to doandwant to marry you.“While you’re out retracing your steps from last night, keep an open mind.Even drunk, you wouldn’t have married Chase if you hadn’t seen something in him worth marrying.”

“People do stupid things when they’re inebriated, Gina.Don’t read more into the situation than that.”Alana pulled the turban off her head and ran the brush through her hair, smoothing the tangles.

“He has a decent singing voice,” Gina said.“You have to give him that.”

Alana didn’t respond to her friend’s comment.She didn’t have to give Chase anything.They weren’t married.

Gina disappeared into her room, muttering something about getting dressed before Carson returned.How could she be so cool about sleeping with a man she’d just met?

Alana had never slept with a man on the first date, much less married one.

She pressed her fingers to her temples, trying hard to remember anything from the night before.

Nothing.

She shrugged.“Guess we’re going to have to take that trip down Memory Lane to figure out more about why someone is threatening us.”

“That’s right,” Chase said from the bedroom door.“Are you ready to go?”

She turned, and her heart flipped.

Chase stood there in dark trousers and a powder-blue polo shirt that matched the pale blue of his eyes.

Oh, yes, she was beginning to see why she’d taken a step on the wild side.The man inspired wild thoughts with those wickedly beautiful eyes and an even more panty-melting smile.

One look at the handsome, virile man, made Alana suspect she was in more trouble than she’d originally imagined.

But when he held out his hand, she took it.

Chapter4

Chase tookAlana’s hand and led her to the elevator.“We need to start with what we do remember.”

Alana didn’t pull her hand free of his as they waited for the elevator doors to open.“While you were in the shower, I thought and thought, but I can’t remember anything about you from last night, or any of the events following our meeting.”

“Then we need to back up the timeline even more,” Chase said.

A bell sounded.