Trey What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it? Not when you’re the star right winger of the new, Las Vegas startup team, it doesn’t. When my Elvis impersonator officiated, quickie wedding—to a barely legal, smokin’ hot woman goes viral—the team owners have their own solution to that problem. And it sure isn’t an annulment. With her name now tattooed on my ring finger, we have to find a way to make this work. Even if it’s not for real. Lexi After screwing up royally on my last team, I get traded. I promise myself I won’t mess up like that again. I certainly won’t party so hard on my first night in Sin City that I end up marrying star right-winger, Trey Turner—known for his penchant for three in a bed. Except when I accidentally, sort of do. And when I realize that having his name tattooed on my ring finger might not be the worst thing I’ve ever done… How do I hide my real feelings in our fake relationship? Read more

I’ve been waiting for the right man to come along my whole life. Screw that. I’m done desperately watching my biological clock tick down, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Or the hands of a turkey baster. But then Jason drove into my life and my resolve nearly crumbled. One night is all I can give him. It’s all he wants. At least, that’s what I thought. I made the mistake of assuming he wasn’t a forever kind of guy. Turns out Jason just might be the one I’ve been waiting for.