Kaylee Monroe

Waking up in Vegas, not remembering what happened the night before, is probably a standard thing that happens in this town. A town filled with flowing alcohol and unmitigated debauchery is bound to lead to some memory loss. It's never happened to me. Until today. Today I woke up in a hotel room in Vegas-the place that's supposed to be my sanctuary after finding out that my boyfriend of a year was cheating on me-with a man in my bed.
An incredibly sexy man with a muscular back that women would swoon for. Until I realize .