Oops! I Married a Rock Star

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...
Except when you drunk-marry your bandmate’s baby sister...

Devlin
In my defense, I didn’t know Becca was Max’s sister.
The chapel, a case of mistaken identity and a lot of booze messed things up.
As hot and funny as Becca is, I can’t jeopardize the band’s survival.
I’ve got a rep with the ladies, and if I were Max, I wouldn’t want me anywhere near my little sister.
So I offer to dissolve our union quietly, confident that that’s what she wants, too.
But she shoots me down. What the hell’s that about?

Becca
I need a husband for a year to inherit my childhood home and art studio.
I spent three months arranging for the perfect temp marriage.
The mix-up at the chapel was unfortunate, but I don’t have the time or money to set up another fake marriage.
Devlin is gorgeous, sexy and successful.
Everyone will assume we’re the real deal, which is precisely what I need.
We can keep things civilized and agreeable for a year.
How hard could it be?