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Evie knew she was flirting way out of her comfort zone—and probably flirting with disaster at the same time—but she couldn’t seem to dredge up a care.

This was a whole new world, and it was scary and thrilling. If she had an ounce of sense she’d go back to her suite at the Bellagio and forget she’d ever laid eyes—or hands—on this man.

Embarrassed, she could only smile gratefully and hope the darkness would hide the blush on her cheeks.

“Would you like to go somewhere else? Someplace a bit quieter?”

“That sounds good to me.”

Nick stood and offered her his hand. “Then let’s go.”

She hesitated for a millisecond, wondering out of habit what the gossip columns would make of her and Nick, but then she remembered where she was. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. No one here knew or even gave a damn who she was, what she did, or who she did it with.

Then Nick smiled at her, and her knees wobbled.

Viva Las Vegas!