Connie had it all mapped out in her head; win the prize, get on the plane, arrive at Rio, snap all the pictures she needed, get back home, and graduate soundly with her photography project ranked with a neat blue ribbon.
That was all before she found herself in a bed with a guy she didn't even know, having lost all her luggage with no recollection of what happened whatsoever.
And that wasn't even the worst part.
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ChickLitEverything was so organised she thought the plan was almost foolproof. Almost.
