Let me ask you a question.
Have you met your soulmate?
I did, then promptly lost her. Because what happens in Vegas stays there, right?
Wrong.
I’d never been the relationship type, but I’ve spent every spare second of the past twelve months wondering what if. What if I hadn’t slept through my alarm? What if I hadn’t lost her number? What if I’d known her name?
But I came up blank.
That was until I found her. Emerson Reeves. My forever. Giving me the answers to all my questions.
What happened in Vegas isn’t staying there this time.
This time, I’m not letting go.
And all bets are off.