What's that saying? Oh yeah...what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Well, that's a damn lie, especially if you married the very man you've been trying to avoid for almost a year. He's an amazing guy who ticks off all the boxes a woman could ever want in a man. Only I'm not just any woman. I'm a career-driven journalist about to hit the big time with her newest scoop: an expose about a dating app. The only thing standing in the way of that is he wants anything but a divorce.
To get where I want to be, I have to stretch the truth and agree to date my husband while pretending to be single on a dating site. It's just a little white lie, but when my lies start getting entangled, it becomes a problem when I can't remember who I told what. Mix all that with a demon cat, meddling grannies, football players, and old friends and I get a complicated life I didn't sign up for.
The more I try to escape the storm, the more comfortable it becomes. That is especially true since I can't seem to keep my hands off my husband and realize I only want to spend more time with him.
Can a happy ending begin with a trip down the aisle in Vegas?