What Happens In Vegas Novels & Stories

“Vegas, isn’t it?” They slid into the booth and started talking. I wasn’t listening to the words. I just needed noise. Something to drown the thoughts. We drank. More than we should have. I didn’t ask for names. They didn’t either. Somewhere between laughing too hard and the floor tilting beneath me, I felt a hand brush mine. Warm. Gentle. Not urgent. Just there. I didn’t pull away. Instead, I grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor. We danced, but I didn't know what came over me; maybe it was the drink, but I was pressing my ass on his dick as I danced. Maybe it has to do with "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." He was hard, and I turned and laugh

I shuddered at his description and shook my head before looking out the window “I’ll take you to a few places that you might like. They won’t be too crowded and you’d be able to at least enjoy having a decent meal at one of the restaurants. If you’re interested in bars, I can take you to one” “So, all you basically do at Vegas is go to bars, clubs, or restaurants?” I asked. Elijah chuckled and shook his head at my question “there isn’t anything that we can legally do without losing our heads, minds, or money on?” “Ever heard of the saying ‘what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas?’” *************************** “So, this club is yours?” I asked.

"Hmm, but please, don't deny your happiness just because you owe your parents in terms of your dad's injury. They have lived their lives and they will one day leave you so…it depends on your opinion though." As they were talking, Vegas, who was leaning against his car, sighted Evelyn and a lady that he supposed was her co-worker. He waved at her and she caught sight of his dancing hand, Savage also looked in that direction and was surprised to see Vegas holding a bouquet. "What is he doing?" Savage asked. "I have no idea." "Are you sure that he is waving at us or…" Savage looked back but there was no one to whom the wave was addressed other than them.

It felt like some sort of lively after-party. It had been a successful event. Maybe too successful. It was going to take a while before all of Vegas would forget that day. For the first time, what happened in Vegas wasn't going to stay in Vegas. I didn't want to go online as I knew what exactly I would see there— my brother and his wife would be there to intimidate me. I walked around with a glass of wine in my hand as my eyes caught sight of a familiar figure that I just wouldn't be able to overlook. I walked over to where she stood all alone with her back turned on me and the rest of the party.

Hunters didn’t just stop because you left a building. “I know a place,” Thomas said, already starting down the cracked pavement. “Won’t be luxury, but it’s a roof.” I followed, my steps measured. “You’ve been out here before?” He shrugged without looking back. “Not often. But enough to know the wrong streets from the really wrong streets.” Vegas was loud in ways the base never was — cars growling past, people shouting from across intersections, music leaking from open doors. The air was warmer here, pressed close against the skin. Every block felt like it was watching us, weighing us, deciding if we were worth swallowing whole.

She was telling me that after her trip to Miami, she would also spend in Vegas for a few weeks, in order to meet again with all her friends and let Hunter have some fun in the casinos. "Do you believe that he always triples what he bets on each game? "Suzami asked in a shock tone. I denied it with my head, finally finding myself interested in some subject. Overall, I loved Vegas for the beautiful girls in each casino hotel. The city was hell hot, but no one could deny that it was an amusement park for all kinds of adventures. "Hunter can simply keep us rich if he keeps betting on arcade games. And I don't know how he's so lucky, but the last time he bet twenty dollars, he almost bankrupted t

How many other women are there? Birth control? If the men are paying thousands for a night with a woman, they can afford to bring a condom. Although, if these men are anything like Carter Trescott, they’re probably gonna tell me how wearing latex gives them anaphylactic shock. I open the message that has just pinged through on my phone—the location of the event. Typing the address into my search engine, I contemplate how much gas I’m gonna have to put into the car tomorrow. Vegas really is a shithole, full of criminals and shady businessmen trying to make money illegitimately. Even well-known establishments have something to hide.

"I'll do whatever it takes. You should do the same" "Let's start with the equipment. I'll get you headphones and gloves" Colton ignored the anger he felt upon hearing those words. He had to ignore it. And then the man walked away from Blair, leaving her alone for a few minutes. * The most luxurious cities in the United States were known for keeping busy lives and large amounts of money moving. It was no different in Las Vegas. The casinos, even on Monday mornings, were open to voracious customers. There was no time to be wasted in Vegas.

Vegas is hotter than hell, you could fry a breakfast on the tarmac here and even though we only walked into the hotel minutes ago I’m already sweating and gasping for air like I just ran a marathon. I have never been to this city and I’m already wondering how people can live here. The airport was busy and hazy with heat rising from the ground upon arrival that looked like mysterious, magical dimension aberrations, and I feel like I have literally been turning to a puddle in my clothes since we stepped off the plane. It’s stifling.

I smiled and she clapped. “Great! Let's get you set up.” I didn't mind that she was going to make me look good. It was the day of my wedding, I needed to feel good. I stripped out of my clothes while she rummaged through the box we had brought from LA. I took a quick bath because I realized how sunny it was outside. People in Vegas really had it going for them. They rarely experienced snow. It was mostly the rain and cold at night and I could deal with that.