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My hot Vegas one night stand who was supposed to disappear without a trace is apparently not just my brother’s best friend, but also in some crazy twist of fate…he’s my new roommate.
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“I like to at least get to know a girl’s name before I sleep with her. And maybe hit her with a bad pick-up line.”
I laugh as the disappointment dissipates. And then I basically let him know I’m game for sex by telling him my name since that’s one of his two prerequisites for sleeping with a stranger. “Ellie,” I say.
“Nice to meet you, Ellie. I’m Luke.”
“Go ahead and hit me with the bad line.” I can’t help the twinkle in my eye as I wait for it.
He grins. “Hey good lookin’. You come here often?”
I giggle. “That’s pretty bad.”
Hot Luke waves to the bartender when he sets the drinks in front of us to indicate that he’ll treat.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say. I’m about to tell him my brother is rich and he’s paying for my drinks, but I stop myself.
“I want to,” he says.
“Why?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I don’t know. I’m not usually the guy who buys random women drinks at nightclubs. I’m not even the guy who goes to nightclubs.”
“And yet you’re here,” I point out. “And, for the record, I’m not the girl who accepts drinks from strangers. I’m not even from Vegas.”
He laughs. “So what are you doing here?”
“You know, my entire life has turned upside down in the last few days, and I guess I’m turning over a new leaf.”
Hot Luke lifts his glass to mine. “I’m working on some new leaves, too. Let’s get drunk and see where the night takes us.”
I clink my glass against his, and I spot a hint of sexy danger in his eyes. “Getting drunk with you probably isn’t my smartest move.”
I turn and look at Jen, who shrugs. “He’s hot, Ellie. Go for it.”
I laugh. “You’re a big help.”
She holds up both hands. “Hey, my mission is complete. Now it’s up to you.”
“What was her mission?” Hot Luke asks.
“I’ll tell you, but only after we dance and drink and then find a quiet place to talk that isn’t a hotel room so you can prove you’re not a bad guy.”
“Whoa,” he says. “That’s a lot of pressure. But I think I’m up to the task.”
I laugh. “We’ll see, Hot Luke.”
I laugh as the disappointment dissipates. And then I basically let him know I’m game for sex by telling him my name since that’s one of his two prerequisites for sleeping with a stranger. “Ellie,” I say.
“Nice to meet you, Ellie. I’m Luke.”
“Go ahead and hit me with the bad line.” I can’t help the twinkle in my eye as I wait for it.
He grins. “Hey good lookin’. You come here often?”
I giggle. “That’s pretty bad.”
Hot Luke waves to the bartender when he sets the drinks in front of us to indicate that he’ll treat.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say. I’m about to tell him my brother is rich and he’s paying for my drinks, but I stop myself.
“I want to,” he says.
“Why?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I don’t know. I’m not usually the guy who buys random women drinks at nightclubs. I’m not even the guy who goes to nightclubs.”
“And yet you’re here,” I point out. “And, for the record, I’m not the girl who accepts drinks from strangers. I’m not even from Vegas.”
He laughs. “So what are you doing here?”
“You know, my entire life has turned upside down in the last few days, and I guess I’m turning over a new leaf.”
Hot Luke lifts his glass to mine. “I’m working on some new leaves, too. Let’s get drunk and see where the night takes us.”
I clink my glass against his, and I spot a hint of sexy danger in his eyes. “Getting drunk with you probably isn’t my smartest move.”
I turn and look at Jen, who shrugs. “He’s hot, Ellie. Go for it.”
I laugh. “You’re a big help.”
She holds up both hands. “Hey, my mission is complete. Now it’s up to you.”
“What was her mission?” Hot Luke asks.
“I’ll tell you, but only after we dance and drink and then find a quiet place to talk that isn’t a hotel room so you can prove you’re not a bad guy.”
“Whoa,” he says. “That’s a lot of pressure. But I think I’m up to the task.”
I laugh. “We’ll see, Hot Luke.”
