Midnight and Marriage - Signed Paperback

What happens in Vegas… definitely doesn’t stay in Vegas.
Dr. Ava Spencer lives by the rules. As an overworked ER doctor gunning for a permanent position, she doesn’t have time for distractions—especially not Reed Campbell, the charming EMT who seems determined to test her patience every shift. He’s reckless, infuriatingly laid-back, and entirely off-limits.
But one impulsive night in Vegas changes everything.
A few too many drinks, one dare too far, and Ava wakes up with a pounding headache, a gold band on her finger… and Reed in her bed.
Now, back home in Elizabethtown, Ava and Reed are caught in a secret marriage they never planned—one they can’t undo without jeopardizing everything they’ve worked for. But the more time they spend pretending they don’t have chemistry, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth.
Because underneath the sarcasm and smirks is something deeper. Something real.
She wants order. He thrives on chaos. But somewhere between the vows they don’t remember and the feelings they can’t deny, they just might find the kind of love that doesn’t follow any rules.
Perfect for fans of enemies to lovers, accidental marriage, and brother’s best friend romance with heart, heat, and irresistible banter.

Vegas was a world in itself. A sensory overload of possibilities.
She wasn’t the kind of person who went on wild, spontaneous adventures. She had always been practical, focused, her head down in textbooks while her classmates partied. She had never taken a spring break trip to Cancun, never danced on a bar, never gambled away a paycheck just for the thrill of it. She’d had responsibilities.
She’d worked hard to graduate high school early, get a scholarship, and maintain her GPA to maintain her scholarship to keep any loans low. They’d sold her parent’s house and did their best to save the money, along with the meager life insurance, but it wasn’t much, not enough for living expenses and medical school. Noah offered to use some of his rodeo money to pay for her college but, once he got injured, ending his career, things got way more complicated for both of them. She worked when she could, especially during undergrad years, to support herself. Between her job and studying, that left little time or money for partying.
Maybe… maybe she should do something different for once. Cut loose. Take a risk.
Who would even know?
Rachel and Kyle slowed their pace, laughing as they got tangled up in another kiss. Ava and Reed both looked away awkwardly, pretending to admire the towering resort hotels instead of the blatant PDA happening right next to them.
When Rachel finally surfaced, breathless and grinning, she gave them a sheepish look. “Sorry. You’d think we’d be over this by now. I mean, we’ve been together forever. But something about being officially married is just… really hot.”
Kyle smirked, tugging her close. “Would you two mind if we, uh… called it a night? Or an afternoon?”
Reed barked out a laugh. “You mean, ‘Would we mind if you guys ditched us for some legally sanctioned sex?’” He grinned. “Go. We’ll survive.”
Rachel hesitated for a second, looking at Ava, but Ava rolled her eyes and shooed her away. “Go. Be disgustingly happy. I’ll see you later.”
Rachel needed no further encouragement. She grabbed Kyle’s hand and practically ran toward the casino hotel, her laughter floating behind her as they disappeared into the crowd.
Ava let out a slow breath, trying to ignore the dull ache of disappointment. She had been looking forward to spending time with Rachel—exploring, having a girls’ weekend before the inevitable whirlwind of wedding receptions and family drama swallowed them up again.
But now? She was stuck alone.
Or… not alone.
She turned toward Reed, already resigning herself to a solo afternoon. “Well, I guess I’ll see you later.”
She pivoted toward the casino, but before she could take a step, his voice stopped her.
“Hang on. Where are you off to?”
She glanced over her shoulder. “I don’t know. The room. Maybe the pool.” She shrugged. “I haven’t thought that far ahead.”
He stepped closer, a lazy smirk playing on his lips, his hands sliding into the pockets of his jeans. “Come on, Doc. We’re in Vegas, and you’re going to spend it in your room?” He shook his head. “That’s criminal. You should be doing something. Gambling a little, hitting a show, people-watching. There’s too much to see and not enough time.”
Her pulse did a slow, stupid little flip.
Hanging out with Reed? Did she dare?
They weren’t exactly friends. They worked together. They sparred. He got under her skin like no one else. And worse—she noticed him. The way his t-shirts stretched over broad shoulders, the way he moved with easy, cocky confidence. The way his voice dipped just a little lower when he teased her.
She didn’t trust that attraction.
She didn’t trust herself.
As if reading her hesitation, he gave her an exaggerated sigh, stepping even closer, enough that she could catch the clean scent of him—something fresh, like soap and a hint of spice.
“No one will know,” he murmured, his tone laced with mischief. “You can cut loose. Have fun. No rules, no expectations. What happens in Vegas… stays in Vegas.”
Ava swallowed, her throat suddenly dry.
God help her, the idea was tempting.
Reed was trouble. He had always been trouble. And the logical part of her brain told her this was a bad idea—the kind of bad idea that came with consequences, that came with regret.
But when he looked at her like that, like he was daring her to take a step outside of her carefully structured life…
She wanted to say yes.
She wanted to see what happened if, just for once, she let herself enjoy the moment.
So instead of shutting him down, instead of rolling her eyes and walking away like she always did, she lifted her chin, met his gaze, and gave him a slow, challenging smile.
“Alright, Campbell,” she said. “Show me what Vegas has to offer.”
The way his grin spread—slow and knowing—told her she might have just made a very dangerous decision.