It was never my plan to wake up in a Vegas hotel room as Dominic Mancini's WIFE. The man has brought me nothing but heartache since I was sixteen. At least we agree on one thing-a quickie annulment and we can both get on with our lives. I can go back to teaching little girls to dance and he can go back to making millions on Wall Street. But sometimes what happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas. It follows you right into an ambush by your Italian Mamas who deliver Oscar-worthy performances when heaping on the guilt. So, we do what any good Italian kids would do. We secretly agree to pretend to give marriage a try. But our easy solution morphs into a convoluted mess and leaves us wondering-is it safe to bet on each other?

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