What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. That was the slogan, right? Well, for Slate, that wasn't necessarily the case.
What started out as a drunken celebration in honor of one of his club brothers getting married ended up being a night he couldn't forget. Scratch that. It was a night he couldn't remember. Like in, he had no memory at all of what he might have done that night.
All he knows is that he came back with more than he had gone out there with. If the marriage certificate in his duffel bag and the silver wedding band on his finger were anything to go by, he was married. Married!? What the hell?
He has no memory of who this mystery wife is or even what she looks like. For that matter, where the hell is she? Someone suggested he scroll through his pictures on his phone to see if there were any clues.
His Hell's Minions brothers found the whole idea that he was married to some random woman hysterical. Slate, not so much. As far as he was concerned, his best course of action would be to hunt this woman down and ask her for an annulment. If that didn't work, he'd beg her for a divorce.
In this book, you will find:
MC romance
surprise marriage
one-night stand/bad decision
secrets
why choose
alpha males
found family
I write MC romance with hot alpha bad boys. (The love scenes might be hot and steamy, but what’s an MC romance without the heat?) I love a good story where the hero doesn’t always wear a white hat and is willing to go to any lengths to claim his woman. The road to love isn’t always sunshine and roses. Sometimes it’s hard and messy. I love HEAs, but I love the ride that gets them there more.