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Lexi POV

I smile up at the stranger, his fingers wrapped around my waist as we dance slowly to the music

My feet unsteady and our vision blurry we dance to the slow song, the Vegas strobing lights blocking our vision

The drink here is different I admit, it immediately turns me into an animal, I start to want and my desires come forward.

Today my desire is reflecting on the tall hunk of a man, he leans down, his hot breath on my lips, “Vacation?” he whispers, his words slurring out

I gulp, my body almost meshing with his like some parasite, my fingers clutch his exposed muscular arm, “Yes You?” I whisper back, the music turning up, the club being louder than before

But I can't tell if it's the DJ being louder or the vodka shots I took earlier taking over my senses.

“Want to get out of here?” he whispers in a rush, hoping I catch it

I don’t waste any time as I'm already burning for him, my body lighting up with intensity at his soft touch

I gulp nodding so fast my head could bob off my neck.

We slide into the back seat of a taxi and he turns to me, the trip a blur as our lips merge with each other.

We waste no time as he randomly tells the driver to stop, a row of clubs and offices surrounding us.

“Let's have some fun” he whispers pulling me out of the cab as we go on a mini adventure for the night

The next morning….

I squint my eyes the sun blinding my vision as soon as I open my eyes, “Fuck my head hurts” I mutter to myself, the last thing I remember is dancing in a club in Vegas that my best friend had forced me to for my bachelorette party.

My green eyes scan the bedroom and I notice the room is painted a lousy red and purple, I frown at all the hearts surrounding the bedroom, “What lousy fucker designed this room” I groan slamming my head back on the bed as my headache from drinking so much from the night before gets to me.

I look up at the ceiling to see it’s covered with glass, my eyes widen as I notice a tall figure next to me.

“No no no no” I mutter turning my head to the side and my eyes meet with a chiseled face, and a lump of brown hair his eyes shut close in sleep.

“Arrgggghhhh” my voice fills the room immediately waking him up.

Arrrggghhh” he yells back his blue eyes popping open to the sight of half-naked me lying across from him.

“What the fuck!!” I jump from the bed dragging the duvet with me but it exposes him naked with a boner.

“Oh my gosh, you have a boner!!” I yell turning my eyes away, I can’t believe this man.

Wait who is this man? And why is he naked in my hotel room? Wait.. my eyes roam around the room again, “This isn’t my hotel room” I mutter the words aloud 

“No shit Sherlock!! You can turn around” he spits out 

My frown deepens, Did I sleep with this man? Is he a Vegas Gigolo? I always heard about them but I never knew it was true.

Panic sets in at what I’ve done, if I did so, then I just cheated on my fiancé, which I’m about to get married to in a few weeks.

“Oh my gosh just slept with a gigolo,” I say the words out loud, my eyes wide in shock, they rake his muscular and very attractive body now covered by a single boxer landing on his face.

“I’m not a gigolo” he rolls his eyes, “Where is my phone and how in the hell did I end up here!!” He yells turning away from me and bending to check out his clothes splattered all around the floor.

“Arrogant” I mutter rolling my eyes and deciding to find my own clothes, “Who are you and how did I get here?” I point at him

He pauses rising up with a heavy sigh, “I should ask you the same question, what if you kidnapped me,” He shakes his head, “Victoria is going to kill me” he mutters moving around the room and grabbing his shirt.

my eyes move around the room and I find a partially used condom on the floor, “Did we?” I whisper in shock, panic setting in as I pull up the condom to both our views.

“I fucked up” I gasp for hair, now panic breathing

“What is wrong with you?” He rolls his eyes, “Look I will pay you a million dollars to never tell anyone about this” he stands hands crossed around his chest, his brow raised

“What? You bastard, I don’t want your money!!” I yell back at him

“So what do you want? Acres of land? A house? An investment? You mistresses are getting expensive by the day uh?” He stares across at me, a domineering aura surrounding him.

I roll my eyes Arrogant as much, “How did we end up here? What are we doing here and I’m guessing we had sex?” I turn to the condom immense sadness fills me again at the mistake I just made.

“He turns around to the table, halting in shock, he turns around to me, his fingers gripping a piece of rectangular paper in his hands, they shake for a while and he turns to look at me and then the paper again.

“I’m guessing your name is Lexi Thompson?” He looks up at me again, panic drawn across his face.

“How did you know my name? What’s that?” I raise a brow at him finally finding my dress strewn across another drawer at the edge of the room.

He moves from foot to foot nervously, “Because I guess you are Lexi Blackwood now and this is our Marriage certificate” he  mutters waving the paper in the air

“What??” My eyes open in shock at the words that just left his mouth, “You’ve got to be kidding me, let me see!” I stand on my top toes immediately grabbing the paper from him.

I look down at the paper and our names and signatures are printed in the paper, along with an official stamp in the middle.

The paper shakes in my hand, my eyes moving to the condom and back to the paper in my hands.

“Oh my,” my eyes move to him meeting with his bright blue ones with a confused expression written across his face.

“I got married to a stranger in Vegas” I litter the words to myself, disappointment rushing through me.