Love Like Crazy (Friendship, Texas #5)
Magan Vernon

Vegas was a trip, and that was an understatement. An understatement I couldn't remember and that included the brunette in my bed.
That is until my pounding headache had me getting up for a glass of water and I saw the marriage license on the ground.
The words: Clay Carrington and Christy Quinn and holy matrimony staring me in the face.
I came to Vegas to get away, and the bratty owner's daughter of the ranch wanted to come with. I didn't even like the boss's daughter, let alone want to marry her.
I guess things the happened in Vegas had a way of following you home.