Sinners' Playground (The Harlequin Crew #1) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,265

engine. We had no choice anyway. The ferry was leaving and this was our one shot.

We were soon out on the water, trailing behind La Mujer Bonita and my heart skipped and danced with excitement as we rode the waves behind it, holding back enough so as not to cause any suspicion.

I gazed across the sea as I hunted for any sign of Chase. There weren’t as many boats out on the water as there could have been and I smirked at our good luck. So long as our brother made it here, we’d all be celebrating back at the house before ten am.

We were heading out into the deep blue waters that stretched between the mainland and Ballena Island and I hunted left and right for my boy. Come on, asshole, where are you?

A glint of white caught my attention up ahead and I spotted Chase driving a speedboat, cutting through the waves. Beside him, Rogue stood with a long, brown wig over her hair and my heart clenched in shock as Fox straightened beside me.

“No,” Fox spat, but it was too late now. Chase had chosen the fourth member of our party and if we didn’t roll with it, we weren’t going to pull off this job.

“It’s too late,” I muttered to Fox as my heart hammered out of control. “She’s in.”

I bit my lip as I caught sight of Fox looking mad enough to shit a brick dressed up like a fisherman in a really bad porno. Like what would his bit even be? Let me come plunder your trout? I need to inspect your sea cave… No. Pass. I’d stick with the cover story me and Chase had come up with thanks. Billionaire newlyweds on our honeymoon.

“Looks like Foxy isn’t too pleased with my choice of crew member,” Chase said, smirking at me as he drove the speedboat in a wide arc around to the far side of the ferry. He was such a dick sometimes. Why did I like that so much? I guessed I was probably a dick too.

He’d let me style him as part of my agreement to join in with this shit – because clearly the ten grand pay out wasn’t enough incentive for me – and he was currently wearing a pair of cream chinos and a white linen shirt with half the buttons undone. And freaking navy boat shoes with white stitching. I cracked up every time I looked at him and he was smirking too despite his best attempts not to. He looked so fucking fancy, I just couldn’t take it.

In return, I was wearing a pair of flouncy white and blue patterned harem pants with a matching crop top that had a French label in it with a designer name I couldn’t even pronounce. I’d coupled it with a long, brunette wig to cover up my rainbow hair and Chase had even stolen a pair of wedding bands for us to wear. Though I was pretty sure the addition of the rings was just to piss Fox off. Far be it from me to miss the chance to badger the Badger though, so I was happily wearing mine.

When Chase had shown up at my trailer yesterday afternoon to offer me this job, it had seemed like I should just tell him to get fucked. But he’d pulled the stupid favour card on me without bothering to try and apologise or make me feel anything I didn’t want to, so I’d found it easy enough to agree in the end. I’d have been dumb to turn down that much cash anyway. So as I stood at his side and stole the cigarette from the corner of his lips to take a deep drag on it, I didn’t even care when he narrowed his eyes on me.

“I bet you didn’t think you’d end up marrying me, did you, Ace?” I teased, watching the way the glow of the cigarette reflected in his dark blue eyes as he looked down at me.

“Well it’s pretty obvious I wouldn’t be your first choice, isn’t it, little one?” he asked icily, taking the cigarette back to stub it out as we pulled around to the rear of the ferry, following in its wake.

“What’s wrong, Ace?” I asked. “Are you really pissed because you think I’m gonna drive a wedge between Fox and JJ or is it something else?”

“Like what?” he growled, his gaze running over me in my fancy pants clothes and enough unspoken