I accidentally married my new boss.
I've always been the 'good girl' in my friend group. But when my bestie dares me to let loose on my last free weekend before I start my dream job, I give in.
It's only one night in Vegas. What's the worst that could happen?
Here's a hint:
Too many vodka tonics.
Grinding against a stranger's hot, muscled body.
A whispered demand to join him in his hotel room.
Multiple you-know-whats.
One major hangover...
And a ring on my finger the next morning that I don't remember saying yes to.
Marrying someone I just met is a huge mistake. But you know what's worse?
Flipping him off as I threaten a restraining order...
Then discovering he's my new boss.