Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.
Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.
One thing is for certain, being married to rock and roll’s favourite son is sure to be a wild ride.
I liked it, but I didn’t love it. I liked the premise and the writing, but I didn’t love how the last third of the book played out in terms of intensity (if that makes any sense?)as well as some other random parts of the story. Anyway, I’ll read more by this author and definitely the next one in the series.