Waking up in Vegas next to a rockstar I hate is bad.
Finding a ring on my finger—even worse.
Sam Ryder is everything I shouldn’t want—arrogant, infuriating, and way too charming.
He’s my brother’s best friend, my exact opposite, and the man who kissed me then walked away.
One wild Vegas night and an entire bottle of champagne later. I don’t remember tying the knot.
Now, he calls me cupcake, like he owns me.
When my brother hires me to manage the band, I should say no.
After all, his bass guitar player is the man I’m technically married to.
But now, I’m stuck with Sam’s ridiculous nicknames, wicked smiles, and magic fingers.
I can’t seem to stay out of his bed—or his life.
I know we should end it. I want my freedom.
Instead, I’m left with a baby on the way and a husband I can’t resist.
