Description:Good girls go to Heaven. Bad girls go to Vegas. Especially when they’re alone on Christmas.
When
Veronica finds herself on her own this holiday, she does what any sassy
young female would do—she calls up her bestie and lures her to Vegas
with plane tickets. What could be better than hitting the clubs, having a
few too many and…getting your twerk on?
Cutter would rather
trade his boots for one of those feather Vegas showgirl outfits than
spend Christmas at his big brother’s. But when he does the bump ’n grind
on the dance floor with a sexy little filly with the mouth of a
trucker, he knows he’s about to get lucky. Except he’s too much of a
gentleman—isn’t he?
Veronica will take standing beneath the
mistletoe with the blue-eyed, sable-haired cowboy over Aunt Lenora’s
fruitcake any day. After all, he’s so darn good at tying knots—with
pretty much anything. With only a few short days together, and her
friend occupied with two hunky waiters, she has nothing to lose. Except
Cutter’s getting a little too intense for just a short fling. Good thing
he doesn’t know her real name…