It's girls weekend in Vegas. Nothing can go wrong, right? Well, apparently that may or may not be the case for Jamie after a man with blue eyes woos her. *** I pressed a small kiss to her forehead and went to move away. "Goodnight, Jame," I whispered. Before I could pull away, her hand lightly grabbed the wrist I still had on the covers. "Don't go, Morg. Please stay with me," she mumbled. "I don't want to sleep alone."