Chapter 3
Becca stared at the face she thought she’d never see again. She could remember the first time she’d met him like it was yesterday—it had been a dreary Saturday night five years ago.
Becca had checked into her hotel earlier that evening and now stood in front of a hole-in-the-wall restaurant tucked away on the corner of the Las Vegas strip. The place looked eccentric enough, which was what she needed—a place so wacky and different from her regular haunts that any thoughts of her boyfriend, Travis, would flee from her mind.
Her heart still ached from where Travis had stabbed her with betrayal. They had dated for over five years and had just started discussing marriage. Becca had thought they loved each other and was looking forward to tying the knot and spending the rest of thei
