Never Catch the Bouquet by River Laurent

He was my best friend’s older brother so it should NEVER have happened, but we were in Vegas, I was feeling horribly vulnerable, not to mention a bit tipsy, and he was saying and doing all the right things.
Oh, and have I told you about his eyes? Pools of seductive delight. Don’t even get me started on his body.
Just think taut, and rock hard.
When he looked at you it was as if a team of angels were pouring warm, thick chocolate all over your body.
Even now it makes me shiver to think of the way he looked at me.
It was the best night of my life, but technically, it was still a one night stand, and I didn’t want it to get all awkward and gross so I snuck out in the morning without saying goodbye.
They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas so I thought that would be the end of the matter, but apparently no one told Cole that.
I turned around one day and there he was: all big, and gorgeous, and wanting to repeat that incredible night all over again…
Would you blame me for not saying no?