Marry Me by Scarlet Ellis

Seriously, who the hell picks up a guy in a strip club? That would have been my reaction too. But after this weekend, I hardly think I’m in any position to comment…
When my sister Mandy got engaged to our brother’s best friend Lucas, my sister was dead set on a party weekend in Las Vegas for her bachelorette. A.K.A my idea of hell on earth.
I wanted to go to a show, but my sister and her friends wanted to go to a strip club. I lost.
I tried hard to blend into the shadows, but then I saw Ben at the bar, and suddenly the evening got interesting.
I’d never done anything wild or spontaneous in my whole life, so why did I feel the need to start now?

Because he was freaking hot, that’s why. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.
Ben needed me and I needed him, and it was only for one night. No one need ever know.
Live a little I told myself.
The way he looked at me that night made me feel beautiful, no one had ever looked at me like he did.
No one had ever made me feel so needed and so alive.
I wondered what harm it could possibly do.
But how on earth did this wedding ring appear on my finger? What the hell happened last night?