CHAPTER FIVE
RILEY
Seeing Zoey this morning at brunch was a pleasant surprise, and I’m not complaining. Though we’d briefly seen each other last night, actually talking to her today was electric. Our banter was effortless, and she’s definitely not the shy type. Even though we’re only in Vegas for forty-eight hours, I want to see her again.
The moment they mentioned their plans later, I knew the chances of running into her again were slim. Until Diesel blurted out that we’d booked the barhopping bus too. I wasn’t sure if I should smack him for making us sound like stalkers or hug him for his genius idea. While our connection is strictly mutual attraction right now, I actually think she’s quite interesting. Even though we’d spent less than an hour together, I’m already addicted to hearing
