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luck, the first time she did get drunk, she’d ended up married. Married to a man who was obviously not ready to be a husband or else he would already be married to someone else.
    This was all her dad’s fault. If he hadn’t set up this trip or insisted on Jason coming along, she wouldn’t be in this predicament. Now she had to figure out a way to get their marriage annulled without anyone finding out about it—especially her dad.
    â€œAmber, are you listening to me? We need to get this resolved. I think I know of a way,” she heard Jason say, breaking her out of her thoughts.
    â€œI need to make a phone call. I need to talk to someone.”
    â€œTalk to me. Hello. This isn’t just your problem. It’s our problem.” Jason held his arms out.
    â€œI know. But it’s hard to talk to you when you’re looking like that.”
    â€œLike what?” he asked.
    â€œLike that.” Amber pointed at him.
    He looked down. “I forgot I was naked,” he blurted out. “Let me go put some clothes on and then we can figure out what to do next.”
    â€œFine. You do that and I’ll do the same. We can reconvene here in, say, about thirty minutes.”
    Amber rushed to her bedroom. She jumped in the shower. The hot water cascaded down her body as she tried to recall the previous night’s events. She remembered the restaurant, the first club, and then the second club, but after that, things became blurred.
    Slowly memories began returning to her mind. They seemed like part of a dream, but in fact, this wasn’t a dream. It really had occurred. She recalled Jason and her walking into a chapel. She remembered them exchanging vows before they shared a kiss. The kiss had made her head spin—or was that the last glass of wine she’d drunk? Nevertheless, the kiss had made her feel like she was floating on air. She touched her lips as she remembered. Afterward, she’d blanked out. Blanked out until she woke up this morning, completely naked, next to a man she’d fantasized about for the last six months.

Chapter Seven
    Jason took a quick shower. He went through his bag and became frustrated. Why hadn’t he packed something more casual, like a pair of jeans or sweatpants? Maybe because he barely wore casual clothes. Casual to him was forgetting the jacket and not putting on a tie. He made a mental note to update his wardrobe.
    For now, he had more important things to deal with. What he thought was a one-nighter had ended up being more serious. Marriage had never been on his to-do list. “Date and be happy and live life carefree” was his way of life. He knew what he needed to do to get things resolved, but it would require him to talk to the one person who he didn’t want to talk to right now.
    He found his phone. The battery was dead. He plugged it in, and as soon as he got enough juice, he turned it on. His phone vibrated continuously, alerting him to many messages. He didn’t bother to listen to his voicemail or read any text messages. He dialed Charlotte’s number.
    â€œIt’s about time you called me back. I’ve been trying to reach you since early this morning.”
    â€œIt’s only ten,” Jason noted.
    â€œWell, I started getting phone calls around seven. Dude, you’ve got some explaining to do.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about? Has one of our clients gotten into some trouble that I don’t know anything about? It isn’t Bob, is it? Because I just saw him last night at this club.”
    â€œAre you serious? Jason, I’m talking about you. I’m talking about America’s favorite celebrity daughter now all grown up and married.” Charlotte went on to tell him that news of his nuptials with Amber was posted online and had made some of the newspapers, including the LA Times .
    â€œCharlotte, I promise you, this was nothing I set out to do. We were having a good