I accidentally married my new boss. I've always been the 'good girl' in my friend group. But when my bestie dares me to let loose on my last free weekend before I start my dream job, I give in. It's only one night in Vegas. What's the worst that could happen? Here's a hint: Too many vodka tonics. Grinding against a stranger's hot, muscled body. A whispered demand to join him in his hotel room. Multiple you-know-whats. One major hangover... And a ring on my finger the next morning that I don't remember saying yes to. Marrying someone I just met is a huge mistake. But you know what's worse? Flipping him off as I threaten a restraining order... Then discovering he's my new boss.