To say I have little trust in men is an understatement. After I caught my husband cheating with his secretary and he ended our marriage, I swore never to be blinded by love again. I’ve noticed Royce around for over a year now, and can’t deny the hot rush of heat I feel whenever our gazes meet. Still, I don’t trust myself enough to allow it to be more than a casual flirtation. We may both be headed to a bachelor/bachelorette party in Las Vegas, but I’m completely confident I can keep my libido in check. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? Viva Las Vegas! Wedding bells are ringing for Rock Springs… Sin City style!