He hesitated at the door and glanced back, but she was still motionless with fatigue. By this time tomorrow, she would be his wife. The realization sparked a warm loving glow in his heart, and stayed with him as he quietly slipped outside into the golden sunlight.
Luck of the Irish squared. If fate was kind, it would be enough.
The sun was already high by the time Kiera woke from a deep, drugged sleep. Every muscle in her body felt delightfully lax. She laid quietly for a moment, trying to figure out why she felt…well, different. Then the enticing scent of rich coffee tickled her nose, and she bolted up with a startled gasp.
“Conor?” Dear God, it hadn’t all been a dream! She really was in Las Vegas, about to marry Hollywood superstar Conor Fitzpatrick!
The bathroom door opened, and her
