Abstract
Here I stand, clutching a bouquet of pale pink roses behind the doors of a Las Vegas chapel, and at the end of the aisle is the absolute last man I imagined would be waiting for me. Thomas Bane. Bestselling author. Notorious bad boy. Savagely handsome, dark as sin, chiseled as stone. And, somehow, my soon-to-be husband. Marry him, and I'll land my dream job. Save him, and I'll walk away with everything I've ever wanted. All I have to do is remember it's all for show. None of it is real, no matter how real it feels. But first, I have to survive the kiss. And with lips like his, I don't stand a chance.