Vegas, Baby (Las Vegas Nights Book 2)
I did what I do best...I ran. I ran away from the only guy that had ever tempted me into having a future with him. It was an exercise in futility when I saw the little pink lines on that test. I couldn't keep it from him forever. When I finally came back, the attraction burned me alive and I realized that I never stood a chance.
She came back with a secret that nearly tore me a part, but my past is what ended up threatening our happily ever after. It didn't take long for me to remember how badly I wanted her, and with the girl from my past lurking around every corner, I knew it was up to me to keep her safe.
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I’m never drinking again.
That was thought that was running on an endless loop as I woke up in my Italian villa and nearly didn’t make it to the bathroom before puking everywhere. Once my sleep addled brain released from its fog, I knew it wasn’t alcohol induced because the thought of drinking anything made me sicker than shit.
Brushing my teeth and using mouth wash, I went over all the possible scenarios for why this could be happening to me. A pair of bright green eyes flashed across my mind and I melted. Eric. He really was a great guy. Riss had told me how he was doing a couple times. He was in LA at the moment helping train the new security personnel at the new hotel. Is it possible to miss someone you only spent one night with? I thought about that one night and the following morning every day for the last six weeks.
Shit. Fuck. Shit. Six weeks? Oh fuck no no that douchenugget did not get me pregnant! I tried to remember when my last period had been and came up blank. There was no possible way I could be pregnant. We used protection. I would know, I lived every second of that night late when I was alone in my bed.
Rushing through my morning routine, I drove to the local drugstore and grabbed a test, thanking god my dad had drug me around on the European leg of his tours. I learned Italian, French, and German just by talking to people in different countries. I learned a lot of awesome curse words as well.
I got home and started to dial my best friend Rissa, but decided against it. Her man Cole was Eric’s best friend and even though I loved my bestie and would do anything for her, I didn’t think she would be able to keep the secret. So I dialed the next best thing.
“Ah, if it isn’t my favorite runner,” he cackled like the wicked witch.
“Cliff, I’m about to pee on a damn stick can you stop being a bitch for five seconds?” I yelled in near hysterics.
“You’re about to do what?” He asked in a high pitched voice and I almost laughed. If I hadn’t been losing my damn mind it would have been really fucking funny.
“Look, I’m almost never serious about anything just like you that’s why we get along so well but I need you to talk me through this, please?” I begged and Cliff sobered.
“Okay, chickadee, you go pee on your stick thingy and I’ll be right here to cheer you on.”
I walked into the bathroom with the phone tucked between my shoulder and ear and opened the test. Taking a cleansing breath, I read the instructions out loud, “pisci sul bastone e aspetta cinque minuti.”
“Sorry babes, I don’t speak Italian,” Cliff chuckled.
“It basically says I have to wait five minutes for the result,” I blew out a breath.
“Well what are you waiting for? Let’s see if my favorite chicken is gonna have a chick.”
“Grr,” I growled at him, but I did what he said and set the test on the counter while I waited for the result. “Are you timing this?”
“Of course, sugar. Now why don’t you tell me who the big green eyed daddy is.” He cackled again.
“You know who it is, I haven’t been with anyone in months before him and no one since.”
“I figured as much,” he sounded sad. “Are you gonna tell him?”
“I wasn’t planning on it,” I said sullen. The way I treated him because of my own baggage was reprehensible. I doubted we would ever be able to come back from that.
I heard a beeping through the phone and I blew out a breath, wishing I didn’t have to look. Wishing cliff was there to look at it for me.
Stop it twatwaffle! You will pull up your big girl panties and look at the damn stick.
Yes, I even used Urban dictionary words in my own head. It was a sickness really. I steeled myself and grabbed the little white stick off the counter. “This is it, the moment of truth,” I said to myself.
“You got this, honey.” Cliff whispered into the phone just as I looked down at the two pink lines.
“Shit, I’m so screwed.”
There's Something About Vegas (Las Vegas Nights Book 1)
Five years ago, I did something impulsive. I turned myself into a cliché when I decided to be spontaneous and hopped in my car and took off to Vegas. I had no idea that decision would come back to haunt me. Now, I am a super star, engaged to a rock star, and have everything I could ever want. Until my world implodes around me and I find myself running back to where it all began.
Five years ago, the woman of my dreams walked into my club. And as quickly as she entered, she fled. All I was left with were memories and a piece of paper. I searched everywhere for the girl who starred in all of my wildest fantasies, but it wasn't until her life got turned upside down that she came barreling back into mine with more complications then I could have dreamed. I fell for her, hard. What she doesn't know is I have a secret that could very well tear us apart
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