A bachelor auction, a wedding we don’t remember, and a baby we don’t recall making. FML.
I had a plan: move to LA, get a job, find the love of my life. Live happily ever after.
I was on track for this when being assistant to gorgeous billionaire philanthropist Nate Sterling suddenly gets a whole lot more complicated. It’s a dream job…until he asks me to save him from a fur-bikini-wearing, totally psycho ex-girlfriend who is determined to win him at a charity bachelor auction.
All I have to do is outbid her at the auction. Easy, right? But nobody told me Nate and I had to go on an extravagant Las Vegas date afterward. Everything goes off as planned…until Nate and I wake up the next day, hung-over, wearing identical golden wedding bands and with no memory of what happened the night before.
Cue major hyperventilation.
But it’s okay. Nothing that a quick marriage dissolution can’t solve… Until the pregnancy test stick comes back with two pink lines.