Saving Baby Mama by Avery Edwards

Where the f-ck am I?
Why am I wearing a wedding band?
Why can’t I remember my goddamn name?
F-cking Vegas…
Once the drop dead gorgeous woman next to me finally woke up, she couldn’t remember who she was either.
Great. I knew we tied one on, but this is a new level of stupid.
Before we can get our bearings,
Someone breaks into our room and tries to kill us.
Apparently, I have a very special set of whoop-a$s skills.
Skills that feel instinctual. Skills I was born to perform.
No time to ponder. We’re on the run,
Fighting for our lives and our memories.
The more I’m with Ms. Congeniality, the more I remember,
She’s not a stranger after all.
She has her own secret.
One that might take me nine months to figure out..