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What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… but does it really?

Tortured was perhaps a bit dramatic to describe Jules' experience of standing at the altar of her sister's wedding, painful and agonizing also did not quite cover it, even though she was not only her sister's maid of honor, but the groom was her ex-boyfriend. Perhaps tormented would best describe Jules mindset in that moment. Joanna and Brian did look like the perfect couple, young, beautiful, and both incapable of being faithful, but it wasn’t the happy couple that left Jules' stomach twisted and her hands shaking in a white-knuckle death grip on the small bouquet, but the striking handsome best man standing across the aisle. The last time she had seen Kurt Johnson was in Vegas on her sisters bachelorette weekend, on a night when she had had her fill of her sister and her obnoxious friends and surrendered to fun … and a lot of tequila, some that she licked off of Kurt Johnson’s chiseled abs.
From the look in his eyes, she could see that he was not pleased at her vanishing act the morning after in Vegas. A shared experience he clearly had not forgotten, and from the way the room spun just looking into his eyes, her traitorous body was not about to let her forget it either. If only that were the only complication for her, but she is about to discover that her wild Vegas F-Boy is not only the best man, but he is The Kurt Johnson, the CEO of Amberson Group and Terra Industries, and in a few months he will gain the title of Jules Baby Daddy. For Jules, fate does not simply have a wicked sense of humor, it is a whip cracking sadist eager to see what torment and agony it can inflict on her, and now she is facing the twists and perils of life with the added complication of morning sickness and Kurt Johnson.