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Chapter One

The relentless pounding in her head hat finally woke Lydia Cross fro on a dirty gyhtly it took several attempts for her to pry theet her bearings A quick glance at the clock on the bedside table had her sitting up too quickly—which turned out to be a big gled to free herself from under the covers—then promptly smacked into a hard surface What the hell? Who’dnose and inched along with half-closed eyes until she reached a doorway She fuht switch and flipped it up The bright glare that filled the unfamiliar bathroom temporarily blinded her

After blinking a few tis Then it finally hit her that she was in Vegas Her co-worker and good friend, Crystal Webber, was getting married to Mark DeSanto in a few days and their friend Mia Gentry had insisted on throwing the bachelorette party at the Oceanix–Las Vegas Luckily, Danvers was a big company and they were all able to find temporary replaceether with no problem

The nausea that had te for the bathroom returned in full force She barely made it to the toilet before the contents of her sto her best to reht when her hair was suddenly pulled back and so into the toilet, before strong hands steadied her A ot you”

Lydia h to spin around and look at her uest “Sweet Jesus,” she exclai boxer briefs, towering over her with concern etched on his face She couldn’t help herself—she drank him in from head to toe Who in the world could possibly blahtmare to check out the h, she’d never quite i here?” she asked in confusion, before belatedly realizing that she was also quite nude She grabbed a robe off a nearby hook and fumbled to put it on

Jacob raised an auessed that you had a shy bone in your body, gorgeous”

Oh shit, what’s he talking about? Did I wrap ot three seconds to tellin otten the da down the laas rather hard when your boobs were hanging out

Instead of answering right away, Jacob walked calmly around her and flushed the toilet He then lass ater He ed as she realized he was trying to get her to brush her teeth Maybe she could pause for a moment to take care of her breath before she continued her inquisition Lydia quickly took care of business before putting her hands on her hips “Well?”

He looked as if he was biting back a smile “Could we possibly take this conversation into the next room?”

She resisted the urge to childishly stoain, he made her feel like an idiot Naturally, he didn’t want to stand around and chat in the roorumbled as she stalked past hi this nice

He moved over to the bedside table and picked up the phone Despite her glare, he calmly placed an order for coffee and Danishes from rooht to herself He studied her for long enough that she began to fidget When he finally spoke, the deep ru “Do you not reht?”