Crew Forrester is the ultimate Vegas playboy.
He’s never played a card game he couldn’t beat and never met a showgirl he couldn’t bed. He plays by his own rules, and he plays to win.
At twenty-four, he’s on top of the world, basking in his bachelorhood one debaucherous night at a time, when an early morning knock on his door changes everything.
He’s a daddy. He has a daughter. And he’s never changed a diaper in his life.
But just when he’s getting a grip on this whole fatherhood thing, he meets Calypso, the intriguing lavender-and-patchouli-scented hippie in the apartment next door. She refuses to discuss her past, but Crew didn’t win a dozen high stakes poker tournaments without learning a thing or two about reading people.
She’s hiding something.
But Calypso’s not just a mystery, she’s the ultimate jackpot. And Crew’s bet money before but never happiness. If he wants her, he’ll have to take the biggest gamble of his life. But having her for his own would be the ultimate win.