Cory:
When it comes to weddings, I know the drill. Wear a tux. Make a toast. Maybe sleep with a bridesmaid. Only this time, the bridesmaids are off-limits. Not only because it’s my brother’s wedding and I’m likely to see these women again, but also because, thanks to a bonehead comment to my soon-to-be sister-in-law, they all think I’m a jerk. Oh well. If I’m not getting lucky, I may as well get drunk.
Denise:
Being a bridesmaid for my best girlfriend was a no brainer. Without my advice, there might not have been a wedding. But now it’s the morning after, my head is pounding, and I’m in bed with none other than the brother whose hurtful words almost made my girl call the whole thing off. Sure, he’s hot as sin, but sleeping with the enemy is a major party foul. Thank God neither of us can remember. And it’ll never happen again…
Thrown together by too much alcohol and undeniable sexual chemistry, Cory and Denise navigate their emotional baggage to discover whether a false start can still lead to a happy ending.
