My Vegas Groom (The Greene Family #3) - Piper Rayne Page 0,17

them feel better, but so far, I still wonder what really happened on that balcony for me to agree to marry him.

“One last thing,” he says and digs into his pocket.

“What?”

“You should probably wear this.” He holds out the diamond ring I left in the hotel room. It looks so expensive, I’m scared to be responsible for it.

I glance at the flight attendant situated in the back, reading a magazine.

“I’ll return it after this is over.” I slide it on my left ring finger. The ring is stunning. Drunk me certainly knows what I like and isn’t afraid to ask for it.

“No rush.” He straightens up and drinks his water.

I hope I have the strength to get through this without falling for this man, because I get the distinct feeling he could break my heart if I let him.

Chapter Eight

“I could show you how much I like it, but we’d be arrested for public indecency.”

Logan

We’re in a black SUV on the way to the interview Vince set up. I agreed that we’d talk to one person and the news can spread from there. I picked the man I trust the most, Rick Dean. He’s always been truthful when it comes to me, and I trust he won’t try to dig up anything I don’t tell him.

“Have you been to Vegas before?” I stupidly ask Nikki as she stares out the window.

She smiles at me with an expression that says, “Think about what you just asked.”

“I mean other than your trip with Molly.”

She shakes her head. “No, and we didn’t really get to do that much either.”

“Well, if you want, we could stay the night and see some sights. I can get us into a show.”

“Me, you, and this town only seem to cause trouble. Maybe we should fly out right away.” She’s been smiling more since we got on the plane. It’s a welcome change from all the scowls I got yesterday.

“Vegas has a lot to offer. I’d love to show you around.” I find myself searching for excuses as to why we could spend a little more alone time here.

“Let’s play it by ear. One thing I know I don’t want to do is gamble.”

I laugh because other than when I first arrived in town all those years ago, you’d never find me at the tables. “Deal.”

The SUV pulls along the curb of the casino where Vince booked a room to conduct the interview. Of course, Vince is waiting outside, pacing.

I lean across her and point at him. “That’s Vince.”

“He looks intense. He’s your manager?” She turns to ask me, and our faces end up mere inches from one another’s.

What I wouldn’t do to kiss her again.

“Yeah, and intense is a good way to describe him.”

The driver opens the door and Vince rushes over. “Thank God, what on Earth took so long? Rick is already here.”

Nikki steps out, then I do, but I grab her hand and pull her into the casino before anyone on the street can spot us. Vince walks us right to the elevators and we slide in as someone points and says my name.

I like it a lot better when we use back entrances. The fact that Vince didn’t arrange one says he wants people to get a glimpse of my new bride. He’s always using some leverage to get me in the media

“Nikki, this is Vince. Vince, this is Nikki.”

She takes her hand out of mine to shake Vince’s hand and I catch him looking her up and down. Nikki slides closer to me as though she’s creeped out.

“Nice to meet the woman who pinned down Logan,” he says with distaste in his voice.

“Cool it, Vince,” I say.

Now Nikki’s shoulder is pressed to mine. I entwine our fingers to put her at ease. To my delight, she doesn’t pull away. I guess we have the excuse of making Vince believe this thing between us is real, but I still feel good that her automatic response wasn’t repulsion.

The elevator doors open, and we follow Vince down the hallway to the room. Rick is inside, along with his camera crew. Looks as though someone arranged for a fruit tray, small sandwiches, and some drinks.

Rick stands and heads our way. “Log! How the hell are you?” He gives me a handshake and turns his attention to Nikki. “Aren’t you the lucky one?”

Nikki narrows her eyes slightly. “Don’t you think he’s the lucky one?”

Rick pretends not to be embarrassed, but the tips of his ears turn pink. “Yes,