His jaw hardened.“It’s possible.They knew we were at the hotel.The bad driver could’ve followed our cab.No matter what, it wouldn’t hurt to have a disguise.”He stepped through the door into a cornucopia of souvenirs and junk from Cabo San Lucas, from magnets and key chains to beach towels and floppy hats.
He selected two brightly colored baseball caps with Cabo San Lucas embroidered across the front and two pairs of large, round sunglasses.He paid for them with his credit card and then handed her one of each.“Think you can hide your blond hair in that hat?”
Alana bent over, twisted her hair into a tight knot and jammed the baseball cap over her head, tucking any loose strands inside.When she straightened, she grinned.“It won’t cover all of it, but at least, from a distance, it won’t be as noticeable.”Alana put on the sunglasses.
Chase settled his cap on his head and wore the glasses.Even in the touristy getup, he was still sexy as hell.
He touched a finger to the bill of her cap.“Anyone ever mention that you look like a cute tomboy with your hair pulled up like that?”
She tilted her head.“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“All good, sweetheart.Maybe, too good.I’m thinking I like this outfit almost as much as the red dress.”
Her cheeks heated and warmth spread throughout her body.
“But as cute as you are, you might want to stay here while I go check out La Casa Loca.”
She shook her head.“Nope.I’m going with you.If this is the place where the pot got stirred, you’re not going in there alone.”
He frowned.“And if it gets dangerous?What then?”
“I’ll be your back up.I’ll call the police.”When he arched his brow, she raised her hands.“I don’t know.I can hit someone with a chair or a bottle of booze.All I know is you’re not going in there alone.”
He chuckled.“You’re cute when you go all badass.”Chase bent and kissed the tip of her nose.
Alana stood still, her lips parting slightly.
Then Chase kissed her mouth, taking advantage of her parted lips to sweep his tongue past her teeth to slide the length of hers.
Too shocked to think, and too mesmerized to push away, Alana dug her fingers into his blue polo shirt and drew him closer, deepening the kiss.Her mouth moved with his as though following a muscle memory.She didn’t even realize she’d kissed him back until Chase lifted his head.
“Finally, something I remember clearly,” he whispered.
Sweet heaven, so did she.
He turned her toward the beach, took her hand in his and walked out to the sand.
Two doors down from the souvenir shop, they came to a tiny little hut with the words “Wedding Chapel Open 24 Hours” written in broad, baby-blue letters.
Alana and Chase halted at the same time.
She pointed to the chapel.“You don’t think…”
“It’s way too much of a coincidence,” Chase said.“Would they have some kind of register?”
“There’s only one way to know for sure.”Alana drew in a deep breath.
Chase’s hand tightened around hers, and they walked into the chapel.
Chapter6
Chase recognizedthe place as soon as they entered, even before his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting inside.He’d been there before.
“Welcome to the Wedding Chapel.”The proprietor’s gaze zeroed in on the rings they wore.“You look like a happy couple.Are you looking to renew your vows?We offer a discount package for vow renewals.”
“No, thank you,” Alana said.
“Buenos días,Señor.”Chase held out his hand.“Were you working here last night?”
