People only see what I want them to see. Slut. Hooker. Whore. Their opinions mean nothing. Only one thing matters. Revenge. I find the man who killed my sister, and I avenge her. will stand in my way. Not even a grumpy, sexy, surfer-looking MMA fighter who seems determined to make me do something stupid. Like falling for him... I hate Vegas. It's full of people who are loose with their bodies and morals. People like Trix. The lilac-eyed stripper is the last woman I want. Especially when I need to focus on saving my brother from whatever disaster he's created for himself. There's something about her that keeps pulling me in, though. Keeps me wanting more. But I had no way of knowing that being with her could only end one of two ways. In happily ever after...or utter devastation...