Page 23 of Vegas Love (Love 1)
I'm in the middle of a conversation with the movie's director when Harper says, "I don't mean to interrupt, but I need to borrow Ashlyn for a minute," and drags me away.
As soon as we're alone, she gives me a grin. "What's going on with you and baby Crawford?"
"Baby Crawford? He's bigger than his brothers."
She gives me a smirk. "And you know that, how?"
"Shut up. I wasn't referring to that. I'm talking about his size."
"So am I," she smirks.
"I get it. You are all sexed up from your honeymoon. It's all that's on your mind."
"Cash is hot. It's obvious that you think so. And it's obvious the boy is drooling over you. So what's the deal?"
"We're working together. That's all it is."
She nods like she understands but throws me off guard when she says, "So you gave him back his keys?"
"Gave who back his keys?"
"Ben Smith."
Crap. "Oh, yep. I did. He was very grateful."
"You are such a little liar! You told me you had Ben Smith's phone."
Shit. I'm busted.
Thankfully, Maddox comes up from behind us and slides his arm around Harper's waist. "How's my sexy wife?"
"Harper Harper is fine," I tease.
"I think we've determined that I'll be keeping my maiden name," she says then gives her new husband a kiss.
"So, Miss Ashlyn," Maddox says. "Carter and I were just talking about you."
"What about?"
"I heard you borrowed his plane, left our wedding with some guy, went to Vegas"--He gives me a little elbow nudge--"and joined the Mile High Club, uh--a few times. So, who was the lucky guy?"
"Um, his name was Ben Smith."
"Oh, duh. I don't know why I didn't put that together. He's the guy you were asking about on our honeymoon. So was he a waiter after all?"
"Yep. Hey, I'm gonna go grab a drink. Be right back," I say, quickly escaping.
I'm halfway to the bar when Harper catches up to me. "You told me that Ben Smith was a lawyer from Seattle. Baby Crawford is a lawyer from Seattle whose flight got delayed, so we didn't think he showed up. But now I'm not so sure. Are Ben Smith and Cash the same person?"
"Shhhh. Don't say that!"
"I'm right, aren't I?"
"No, don't be silly. Cash and I met on the beach. I thought he was Carter. I had bacon."
"You had bacon?"
"Yes, Carter was making bacon."
"I think you're making bacon with Cash. And if you're not, you most definitely want to. You're giving him your sexy eyes."
"I am not!"
She does a sexy pose back at me. "Oh, yes, you are. Tell me."
I pull her out of the ballroom and to a quiet hallway. I know how she is. She won't quit bugging me until she has the truth. Her bullshit meter is as high as Carter's.
"You absolutely cannot say any of that in front of Maddox. Or Carter. Or Cade. Definitely, not Cade. Or anyone," I say in a panic. "Please, I'm begging you!"
"Ash, calm down."
"I can't fucking calm down until you promise me--swear to me on your husband's pecker--that you won't tell anyone."
"Fine! I swear on my husband's pecker--I don't think I've ever used that word regarding his fine--anyway, I swear. Tell me."
"Ohmigawd. Okay, so Zach broke up with me at your wedding. I had been doing shots."
"With the groomsmen. You should know you can't keep up with those beefy boys."
"I should by now. Anyway, I decided to drown my sorrows in champagne, took a bottle off the table, and left."
"Where did you go?"
"Just outside. Away from all the happily ever after."
She gives me a hug. "I'm sorry you were sad. So then what happened?"
"As I'm leaving, this guy says, Hey, Hotass, where you going?"
"He actually called you Hotass? Isn't that kind of sexist?"
"The way he said it was adorable."
"Oh, boy. Then what?"
"I almost fell. He saved the champagne. I told him he looked familiar. Asked if he was an actor or a model. He said a lawyer. I asked where he was from. He said Seattle. I said he had cute hair. He said he had lots of cute parts. I asked how he knew the bride and groom. He said family friend. I asked if he wanted some champagne. He said yes, so we sat on the golf course and drank."
"And?"
"I was kinda drunk and decided I wanted to have fun. Asked if he was interested in a no-names kind of night. He said yes. I called him Sexy. He called me Hotass. We had sex. Twice. It was fun. So we decided to be even crazier and go to Vegas."
"Where you had sex on the plane too?"
"Yes. He's--remember what you told me? About how I should marry the guy who does me up against the wall."
"You want to marry him?"
"Yeah, about that." I close my eyes. I need to tell someone the truth before I burst. "We got married in Vegas. We signed a prenup on a napkin and promised not to sue each other for money when we got a divorce after."
"What!?"
"Shhh!! I know! It was crazy, but it was also the funnest, hottest, best, most amazing night of my life."
"And you didn't know who he was?"
"No."
"But he knew who you were?"
"Yeah."
"And then what?"
"I snuck out the next morning and di
dn't find out his name. I got home and was taking a shower when I noticed this." I hold out my hand, showing her the ring.
"That's an engagement ring. Is it real?"
"It's very real. After we decided to get married, I went and bought a white dress while he bought the rings. He even got down on one knee and proposed on a balcony overlooking the fountains. When I texted you, I was trying to find him so I could give back the ring."
"But, you didn't," she says slowly.
"Right."
"Why? And when are you getting divorced?"
"Um, I don't know that we are."
"Why not?"
I bite my lip.
"You're in love with him? Ash, how could you be? You just broke up with Zach. You thought he was going to propose."
"You were right. Zach was the wrong guy for me. I had just had the worst week of my life and was only looking for a hookup." I get tears in my eyes. "But Cash turned out to be so much more."
"So, he did you up against the wall?" she asks.
"And everywhere else."
She grabs my hand. "Don't cry. Tell me why haven't you told anyone."
"Because he'll get fired."
"Fired. Why?"
"His first day on the job working for Cade, he was told to babysit me. To make sure I don't get into any trouble. And Cade's only rule was that he couldn't sleep with me."
She rolls her head back and sighs. "What a freaking mess."
"I know."
"But you're wearing the ring."
"Yeah, I always wear big rings to events like this. No one will think anything of it."
"That's not what I meant. You're wearing the ring because of what it means to you."
I look down at it and sigh. "Yeah, I am."
"Apparently Carter and Chloe have a bet going as to how long it will be before you sleep with Cash. Carter said the two of you have crazy chemistry, but I still can't believe you got married in Vegas. How did you do it without anyone finding out? Like the press."
"I wore a long blond wig, and we both used fake IDs."
"So what's your plan now?"
"I have no idea. But I know I don't want to divorce him. Ever."
"Is your marriage even legal?"
"What do you mean?"
"I wouldn't think a wedding would be legal if you gave fake names."
"I never thought of that."
"Well, you're married to an attorney now. You should be able to get free legal advice."
"Shut up."
"Can I just say something?" she asks, putting her hand on top of mine.
"Yes."
"I've never seen you as happy as you are tonight, which makes me really, truly happy for you. If Cash makes you this happy and is doing you up against the wall, don't let anything get between you. Okay? And you need to tell his family right away, so this doesn't blow up in your face."
