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The Accidental Honeymoon
Portia MacIntosh
‘Delightfully romantic, light-hearted and charmingly entertaining.’ What’s Better Than Books?What happens in Vegas…When Georgie discovers that her fiancé has been cheating on her, only a few days before her cousin’s wedding, her whole world explodes. Facing a romantic trip to Vegas alone, she decides to go out and have some fun……but Georgie never expected to wake up wed! And even worse, she can’t remember who to. So when gorgeous Jack reveals himself as her husband, she can’t believe her luck – he’ll act as the perfect wedding date!Even if it is their very accidental honeymoon, surely the newlyweds can keep their emotions in check for just a few days more? Don’t miss the laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from the author of It’s Not You, It’s Them. Perfect for fans of Rosie Blake, Sophie Kinsella and Lindsey Kelk.Praise for The Accidental Honeymoon:‘Wow, this book has it all! The perfect feel-good novel that’ll have you laughing out loud.’ Annoushka Reads‘Feel-good and ever so funny!’ Rae Reads‘A fun, light-hearted story… will have you laughing out loud!’ Artistic Bent‘Delightfully romantic, light-hearted and charmingly entertaining.’ What’s Better Than Books?‘A laugh-out-loud comedy that will make you swoon.’ The Blossom Twins‘A laugh-out-loud, perfect night in, type of read! had me giggling for days.’ The Writing Garnet‘A perfect summer read!’ Urban Book Reviews
What happens in Vegas…
When Georgie discovers that her fiancé has been cheating on her, only a few days before her cousin’s wedding, her whole world explodes. Facing a romantic trip to Vegas alone, she decides to go out and have some fun…
…but Georgie never expected to wake up wed! And even worse, she can’t remember who to. So when gorgeous Jack reveals himself as her husband, she can’t believe her luck – he’ll act as the perfect wedding date!
Even if it is their very accidental honeymoon, surely the newlyweds can keep their emotions in check for just a few days more?
Don’t miss the laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from Portia MacIntosh, author of It’s Not You, It’s Them. Perfect for fans of Rosie Blake, Sophie Kinsella and Lindsey Kelk.
Also from Portia Macintosh (#ulink_c1cb38da-636a-5b1f-ad83-f294a5881047)
Between a Rockstar and a Hard Place
How Not to Be Starstruck
Bad Bridesmaid
Drive Me Crazy
Truth or Dare
It’s Not You, It’s Them
The Accidental Honeymoon
Portia MacIntosh
ONE PLACE. MANY STORIES
Contents
Cover (#u450da44e-3eaf-5101-9a29-9f195f793438)
Blurb (#ue3b3dd79-0399-5a58-a9ea-dc037786509c)
Book List (#ulink_38711c5f-894e-5754-a4b1-17b3f9dd8dae)
Title Page (#uaeab2c6b-f535-5cf0-8cea-6308f03ec045)
Author Bio (#ue453040b-b4bb-54c5-9c0a-011aee078efd)
Dedication (#u864a4a7b-8799-56dc-bb44-a747ee07e51e)
Acknowledgements (#u5262258e-e593-5795-9f3c-bd9856fff381)
Chapter One (#ulink_025119ec-0a6c-5d79-9294-f4a43e3b4f22)
Chapter Two (#ulink_781410da-af63-589e-93e4-9af8a12d523b)
Chapter Three (#ulink_4a77644e-7205-5efa-bd46-e17c1326a955)
Chapter Four (#ulink_4f40ad97-52e4-55a7-b98d-29b87d924b04)
Chapter Five (#ulink_de5b32c6-c2de-5446-bd9e-0f5742dc0b1f)
Chapter Six (#ulink_7e54f52a-bdca-590e-a3c2-f49b95f4946a)
Chapter Seven (#ulink_1d97647c-5277-58b9-a61c-c1648d4dd21f)
Chapter Eight (#ulink_bb78a39e-4de4-5480-91a8-116663de782a)
Chapter Nine (#ulink_420c5918-cf79-5e7a-aada-b6cf3bccfd72)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirty-Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Forty (#litres_trial_promo)
Excerpt (#litres_trial_promo)
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Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
PORTIA MACINTOSH
has been ‘making stuff up’ for as long as she can remember – or so she says. Whether it was blaming her siblings for that broken vase when she was growing up, blagging her way backstage during her rock-chick phase or, currently, coming up with whatever justification she can fabricate to explain away those lunchtime cocktails, Portia just loves telling tales.
After years working as music journalist, Portia decided it was time to use her powers for good and started writing novels. Taking inspiration from her experiences on tour with bands, the real struggle of dating in your twenties, and just trying to survive as an adult human female generally, Portia writes about what it’s really like for women who don’t find this life stuff as easy as it seems. You can follow her on Twitter at: @PortiaMacIntosh (https://www.twitter.com/@PortiaMacIntosh)
For BAE, my family & my doggos.
It doesn’t matter how long I’ve been at it, it never truly sinks in that I get to write books. To finish them, to see them published and the fact that people actually read them still blows my mind. I don’t think the shine will ever wear off – I wouldn’t ever want it to.
None of this would be possible without the hard work, help and support of the people around me.
Thanks, as always, to my editor, Charlotte, for her continuing hard work and support. Without her guidance and the seemingly endless work of everyone at HQ, you wouldn’t be reading this now.
A massive thank you to everyone who reads and reviews my books. To have the support of so many wonderful readers and reviewers blows me away. An extra special shout-out to my wonderful friend Helena for all her help and to the beautiful Blossom Twins for going above and beyond with their support – grazie mille.
Thank you to my parents for all of their love and support. If it weren’t for my wonderful, beautiful, supportive mum, I wouldn’t be writing. Thank you for always believing in me. They say you can’t choose your family, but I couldn’t have asked for two more incredible brothers. They’re not just my siblings, they’re my best friends. Without them, I’m not sure I’d be the person I am today – I owe them so much that I’ll never be able to repay them for. A huge shout-out also has to go to my beautiful granny and my wonderful doggos. I love you all so much.
Last but not least, thank you to my other half. I’ll never know what I could have possibly done to deserve him, but I do know how lucky I am to have him. Sometimes I have to pinch myself because there’s this incredible, gorgeous man, and he’s always around, always looking out for me, making my life better every day. He’s my world, my best friend and the love of my life.
Chapter One (#ulink_0caad518-98a9-52e3-a17b-d87898797d15)
‘What have you got in here, a body?’ the hotel porter asks as he places my suitcase on the floor.
‘Ha, ha, ha,’ I laugh politely, but the worried look on his face suggests he would actually like an explanation.
‘I did a bit of last-minute holiday shopping on my way here,’ I tell him. Well, what I actually did was buy myself the best part of a whole new wardrobe. In an inexplicable moment of madness I bought everything I could get my hands on that was distinctly ‘not me’. I left home for my trip without the suitcase I’d already packed with my usual, demure, conservative clothing. Instead, I bought a new one and overstuffed it with short, low, brightly coloured, cheaply made alternatives.
‘Good for you,’ he replies. ‘I thought maybe your fiancé was in there.’
‘Ha, ha, ha,’ I laugh again, this time a little more genuinely as I fantasise about John being stuffed in a suitcase.
‘So, let me show you around the room.’
I glance around my corner suite at the Black Diamond Hotel. It’s still daylight, but even so, the view is amazing. The first thing I do is head towards the window to take it all in.
‘First time in Vegas?’ the porter asks.
I nod my head.
‘I figured so when I heard your accent. Well, you’re in for a treat when it gets dark. This is one of our best rooms for admiring the view. This over here is your bathroom.’
The porter gestures towards a door. I pop my head inside. Both the floor and wall tiles are black, flecked with colourful sparkles that twinkle the second he flicks the light on. There’s a huge rainfall shower and an even bigger bath. Even the toilet is fancy with its silver mosaic finish, resembling a disco ball.
‘It’s very nice,’ I tell him.
‘And back in the bedroom, the mini bar and safe are down here.’ He gestures to a cupboard. ‘And the TV is inside this cabinet.’
‘Awesome,’ I reply, struggling to hide my indifference.
‘And here is your bed, obviously. It’s a super king, with Egyptian cotton sheets. The rose petals were a request by your fiancé – you’re a very lucky lady.’
I smile as I reach for my purse to tip the porter.
‘Thank you for all your help,’ I tell him, handing him some money.
The porter takes it and thanks me, but he doesn’t leave the room. Instead, he hovers in the doorway.
‘Is everything OK with your room, Miss… er…?’ he asks.
‘Georgie,’ I reply. ‘And it’s great. Thank you.’
Still, the porter lingers.
