I didn’t come to Vegas to get married. Especially to Rebecca Montgomery, the girl I always believed was the one until she walked away with no explanation, and the promise ring I gave her tucked in her pocket along with my heart. We’re both here for the football draft, and the competition is strong. So are the emotions seeing her again brings back. One too many drinks over negotiations, and the next thing I know, we’re waking up tangled together in hotel sheets, naked, hungover, and with matching rings and a marriage license that says she’s mine. Drunk. Married. And completely in love with the one woman I never got over. She says it’s a mistake, but the way she melts every time I touch her says otherwise. Just like before, I’m all in. Now I just have to convince her to take a chance on us once more. But how can I do that when she is even more determined to walk away? I let her go before without a fight, but that won’t happen again. Not when I’ve never stopped dreaming about touching her or wanting to know why she left in the first place. I’ve got her back in my arms, my bed, my ring on her finger, and one shot to convince her that this wasn’t just a moment fueled by old feelings and bad decisions. This is fate giving us another shot at forever before history repeats itself and once more I end up leaving Sin City alone. In the city of high stakes and even higher heels, love can sometimes be a roll of the dice. But after a wild night of adventures, unexpected is just the beginning for our newlyweds. In ‘Viva Las… oh, sh!t’ our accidental couples find themselves hitched. They say Vegas never sleeps. But these lovebirds might never wake from their nightmare. Can one big oops turn into ever-lasting love?