Did you wonder what our lost stag got up to in Vegas? Find out in this Love Out of London standalone novella!
What do a clueless P.E. teacher and a single mum with a PhD in neuromarketing have in common?
Absolutely nothing, except that they’re both victims of meddling from two eccentric pensioners.
Wondering away from my friends while five thousand miles from home probably wasn’t my smartest idea. Now, I’m lost in Las Vegas with only the clothes on my back and no idea which hotel is mine.
When I’m rescued by a blue-haired old lady and her terrifying friend, my luck changes, especially when the pair ambush a beautiful woman and trick her into looking after me for the day.
Paisley says this is only a one-day thing. No numbers, no second dates. And that’s fine with me, at least until I feel her lips against mine. Then, the game changes. Suddenly, there’s everything to play for.
Paisley needs me. She just doesn’t know it yet.
