[open]
They were both given a flute of champagne as soon as they stepped foot into the VIP section. Pepper gave the waiter a smile.
"If I had let you in on it you would have spoiled the surprise." Pepper arched a brow at him. "And no. I didn't kill him. I actually have no idea where he is and I don't intend to find out."
At the suggestion of a quicky marriage, however, Pepper took a sip of champagne, bit suggestively into a strawberry then smiled. "No Vegas."