As soon as I saw her, I knew I had to have her.
I thought this Vegas fundraiser was going to be boring—another obligation to keep the family business alive.
Boy, was I wrong.
I don’t remember anything about the night we spent together. But now we’re married.
Only problem is, I don’t believe in true love. And she doesn’t seem to, either.
But this could work out for both of us.
I need someone to stop my traditional Greek family from nagging me about settling down, and she could use some cash for reasons she doesn’t care to disclose.
I know a good deal when I see one.