What Happens in Vegas

CHAPTER ONE - A NIGHT TO FORGET

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2 YEARS AGO

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KATE

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Light streaming through the floor to ceiling windows wakes me up from my drunken sleep. I look around the foreign room, trying to get my bearings. This is definitely not my hotel room. This room or should I say penthouse is large and lavish, with brilliant white walls, leather couches, and a luxurious king size bed that feels like I'm lying on a cloud. I look to my right and cover my mouth in shock.

In the bed beside me lays a man, a completely naked man saved only from the sheet covering his butt as he lays on his stomach. A man, I have never seen before in my life. I wrack my brain trying to piece together the events of last night while quietly cursing my drunken alter ego for drinking her weight in tequila. My memory coming up short I do the only thing I can do in this situation. Run.

I quietly sneak out of bed and gather my clothes that are strewn across the floor. As I quickly put my clothes on, I can't help but peak at my bed mate. This is definitely not a coyote ugly moment. This man is perhaps the most beautiful, sexy specimen I have ever seen. Well, what I can see of him.

His hair is dark and shoulders are broad, his back muscular down to what appears to be a damn tight ass under the bed sheet. I'm tempted to lift the sheet and have a look, but when he moves slightly in his sleep I realize I'm running out of time.

I quickly grab my shoes and sneak quietly out the door. As I softly shut the door, I turn and bolt to the elevator. The doors open and I slink inside, hitting the 3rd floor and waiting impatiently for the doors to close while praying he doesn't wake up and come after me. They shut and I collapse back into the wall breathing a sigh of relief.

The elevator whisks me down to the 3rd floor and I do the walk of shame to my room. I use my swipe from my clutch to open the door and stumble inside. Lucy and Tammy look up at me as I enter. I know I must look like hell.

"Where were you?" Tammy asks as she looks me over. Her dark blonde hair is knotted, her face almost green, hinting at the hangover she must be feeling. I hesitate, not sure how to answer that as I have no idea what happened last night.

"In a penthouse suite..." I say quietly. Tammy and Lucy look at each other and back to me. They honestly both look as bad as I feel...

"What?" Lucy asks. I drop my shoes and clutch on the floor and walk over to the bed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed I put my head in my hands.

"I honestly.... I don't know what happened.... one minute I'm drinking with you girls.... the next thing I'm waking up naked in the penthouse suite with a stranger..." I say with a whine. Oh my god, how could I be so stupid? I don't even know who it was... Hell I don't even know if we used protection. I could get an STD! Or pregnant! I know I'm beginning to panic as the thoughts of what could have happened whirl through my mind. Tammy and Lucy burst out laughing behind me. "It's not funny" I growl. Ok... from there perspective maybe it is a little funny. But from mine? Nope. Not. One. Bit.

"I guess we won the bet after all..." Lucy says with a smirk. I look down at the fake Harry Windsor set on my left hand. I'd bought it yesterday to prove a point to the girls. That the only reason I kept getting hit on was because I wasn't engaged like them.

"What kind of guy sleeps with a married woman?" I ask, wondering why the hell someone would hit on someone wearing wedding rings. 

"What kind of married woman sleeps with a stranger?" Tammy laughs. Well she has me there. Even though I know I'm not married I doubt he would have known that... unless I told him. I'm just as much to blame as he is. I put my head in my hands and groan. Lucy crawls over the bed and rubs my back. It feels nice, this is what I need, comfort.