The Invitation

<p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>A new sexy </span><strong style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>standalone</strong><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)> from </span><strong style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>#1</strong><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)> </span><strong style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)><em>New York Times</em> Bestseller</strong><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)> Vi Keeland.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>The first time I met Hudson Rothschild was at a wedding. I'd received an unexpected invitation to one of the swankiest venues in the city.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Hudson was a groomsman and quite possibly the most gorgeous man I'd ever laid eyes on. He asked me to dance and our chemistry was off the charts.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I knew it wasn't a good idea to get involved with him considering the wedding I was at. But our connection was intense and I was having a great time.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Though the fun came to a screeching halt when Hudson figured out I wasn't who I'd said I was. You see that unexpected invitation I received? Well it hadn't actually been addressed to me-it was sent to my ex-roommate who'd bounced a check for two months' rent and moved out in the middle of the night. I figured she owed me an expensive night out but I guess technically I was crashing the wedding.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Once caught I couldn't get out of there fast enough. As I bolted for the door I might've plucked a few bottles of expensive champagne off the tables I passed all while the gorgeous angry groomsman was hot on my tail.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Outside I jumped into a taxi. My heart ricocheted against my ribs as we drove down the block-but at least I'd escaped unscathed.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Or so I thought.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Until I realized I'd left my cell phone behind at the table.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Take one guess who found it?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>This is the crazy story of how Hudson Rothschild and I met. But trust me it's only the tip of the iceberg.</span></p>