The wedding was in late afternoon. Mel wore an ivory silk suit and was absolutely stunning. I wore my tux. After all, I had already paid for the damned thing and it seemed reasonable to get a few wearings out of it. I had fairly low expectations about the kind of wedding ceremony we’d have at a Vegas hotel, but I shouldn’t have worried. Vegas is full of showmen, and the hired reverend delivered his memorized lines with a kind of heartfelt sincerity that left everyone in attendance in tears—well, almost.
The wedding supper was next door in a small private room at Morton’s. Then, while everyone else went out to party, Mel and I returned to our bridal suite, where someone had strewn our bed with rose petals, for Pete’s sake!
I was lying in bed when Mel emerged from the bathroom, having removed her makeup. She flopped onto her side of the bed.
“Ouch!” she exclaimed, sitting up and rubbing her head. “What the hell’s wrong with the pillow?”
I love being married to a plainspoken woman.
Reaching under the pillow, she removed the small gift-wrapped box I had hidden there. “What’s this?” she asked.
“Open it and find out,” I said.
Inside was a model car, and not just any model car, either—an arctic silver Porsche Cayman.
“What’s this?” she asked.
“It’s a wedding present,” I told her. “Some people register at Macy’s. When I get married, I prefer to give and receive Porsches. So that’s your present. A Cayman. It’s on order. We’re scheduled to take European delivery in Stuttgart in early September. I already cleared it with Harry so we can both have the time off.”
Mel looked both astonished and bemused. “You’re really giving me a Porsche for a wedding present?”
“Yes, I am,” I told her. “Your BMW was starting to look a little worn around the edges.”
“And I get to drive it on the autobahn?”
“Yes,” I said, shaking my head. “God help us all, you do.”
About the Author
J. A. JANCE is the New York Times bestselling author of the J. P. Beaumont series, the Joanna Brady series, and four stand-alone thrillers. Born in South Dakota and brought up in Bisbee, Arizona, she lives with her husband in Seattle, Washington, and Tucson, Arizona.