He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Ive always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, Im the good onethe responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before 5 PM.That comfort zone of mine? Its smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I meetand marryLiam Gallagher.After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girls rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties and her bra and various other articles of clothing when shes with an Irishman who knows his way around a womans body.Now my husband wants us to stay marriedfor six months. He says itll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I cant say that hes wrong.Liam isnt safe though. Liam definitely isnt comfortable. Hes like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package.Yet this stubborn Irishman isnt about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no.Now I have to decide if Im brave enough to break the rules for love.