Isabella Martenson never expected to be a runaway bride. She never expected to be a bride, period. She simply has the wrong DNA to do the whole happily married thing. Until one night in Vegas with a handsome winemaker changes everything...
A year later, Harry Harrison’s bride is still a mystery. Who was she? Where was she? And why did she run? When Harry flies to a Australia for his best friend's wedding, he runs straight into the woman he’s never been able to forget.
All she asks is for their marriage to be kept a secret. All he asks is for a divorce. But after a week together, Harry and Isabella are forced to face what they really want.
What a beautiful story, living here in Australia it all just makes sense. Kookaburras and love. Nothing gets much better than that.
This was a free book but still feel very sorry I wasted 15minutes on a ridiculously implausible storyline and fakest, dumbest characters