CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Vegas was the same. It was the only constantly-changing, exactly-the-same city she’d ever experienced. While the buildings and attractions transformed, a buzz existed in the air as you moved down The Strip. That buzz was always the same.
Dax parked at a hotel and checked them in under a pseudo-name, he’d then given her ten minutes to freshen up. She tried to tempt him into the shower with her, but he’d been insistent they’d have time once the deed was done.
Either he was nervous and getting cold feet, so he wanted it over with, or he was eager to have them bound together. Picking up the marriage license took no time at all. Somehow, Dax had everything they needed, including her ID. Brought, or rather stolen, from the Stark place.
He’d quizzed her on whether it was g
