Kylie's POV
"Vegas!!!" I ran and hugged him from behind with a smile on my face, "How are you?" My hands locked on his tummy while my body pressed against his back.
"How was last night?" Vegas asked without reacting and I pulled away from him.
"It was fine, just there were bed bugs and other inserts, I was uncomfortable, like a 7-star hotel," I complained bitterly. I felt bad lying to Vegas, he didn't deserve this.
"Really? Bed bugs did this to you," Vegas turned to face me, he pecked my forehead, "I'm sorry but hope it didn't hurt too much."
Vegas took a step forward and gave me a light hug, was I tripping or did Vegas just believe that nonsense?
Come to think of it, Vegas always believed whatever I said, like he knew I was lying or something and I found it really suspicious, even n
