Truth Alan Reacher was a biker. He was a bladesmith. What he had not been, was a fool.

As soon as he walked in on his girl screwing his cousin on his bike, he does the only thing he can do. He ditches the bicycle seat-and the girl-riding correct out of her existence with out a backwards glance.

That’s, until he’s forced to wait the marriage of his cousin to his cheating ex-girlfriend. The only bright spot of the entire thing was watching some chick set off on the groom-the groom’s ex-fiance-right in the about Kid of the Beard middle of the bouquet toss.

Verity Ruthann Cassidy was said to be attending this wedding while the bride, not viewing the festivities as a guest in the seats she’d painstakingly purchased addresses for while her fiance-now her ex-fiance-screwed around on her with an other woman.

The icing on the wedding cake that she refuses to eat? She’s forced to attend the wedding due to her mother getting the marriage planner.

However, the night time doesn’t turn out quite the way she needs it, due to the hot-as-hell biker sitting in the seat straight beside her. The man provided one hell of a speech during the reception that sounded like something that could attended right out of her personal mouth, and she appreciated each and every second from it.

Thrown collectively under similarly lousy circumstances, both newly solitary jilted former lovers of the happy few decide to go to Vegas in what was to become Verity’s honeymoon trip.

One thing leads to some other, and the next thing they know, their night has gone from a celebration to be single to a marriage-to each other.

Verity and Truth now have to figure out if everything that happens in Vegas should stay static in Vegas.

Contains mature themes.