What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
But I came home with a wife.
I'm the responsible one. The brother who doesn't make mistakes.
Getting married didn't feel like a mistake.
Not that I can remember it.
Waking up next to Andrea?
It's more like a dream.
She's bold and sassy and has all the confidence in the world.
And practically an angel.
When we return home we have to face reality.
We're married.
For better or worse.
Except she's prepared to undo our nuptials.
But secretly, part of me wants to stay this way.
I'll make Andrea mine, even after there's a ring on her finger.