A guy of her own? She’s not holding her breath—until he
steals it away.
Vegas Nights, Book 3
Natalie’s girls-only weekend in Vegas is shot to hell,
thanks to her friends ditching her for very sexy, very
famous guys. Not that she blames them. She knows what lonely
feels like. A nurse’s long hours leave little time for a
social life.
Then she collides with and spills her drink all over a very
fine, very exposed male chest. A chest belonging to Noah
Wilde, lead singer for the infamous Wilde&Wicked rock band.
Thankfully, he’s merely amused as she tries to take care of
the mess she made.
Noah sure would like to make a mess of the gorgeous, petite
lady with luminous blue eyes. There’s no resisting the urge
to tempt her along for an adventurous night of gambling,
drinking, eating, and sin.
But during the harsh light of day, Noah has a change of
heart. Not about the fact he likes Natalie—a lot. He’s not
sure he wants to drag this sweet lady through his sordid
life. Even though sparing her could cost them both a chance
at forever.
Warning: Contains a nurse who thought she knew all there was
to know about anatomy, and a rock god who’s about to show
her a few spots she missed. To say they both hit the jackpot
would be an understatement.
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