THE LAST THING I PLANNED
She went to Lisbon to find herself. She did not sign up for him.
After five years and one very final divorce, Jules books herself a solo week in Portugal - no plan, no agenda, no one else's needs to manage. Just her, a city she's never been to, and room to breathe for the first time in years.
Then a man in a suit sits down at her table in a four-table café and claims the light is better there. Despite three empty alternatives.
Marco Reyes is in Lisbon for seventy-two hours, maximum. He has a merger to close, a flight on Thursday, and absolutely no interest in being charmed by a city - or the woman who seems perfectly at home in it.
He pushes his flight to Friday. Then Saturday. Then he stops checking.
What follows is not a grand romantic gesture or a whirlwind escape from real life. It's something quieter and more dangerous than that: two people, in a city that gives you things you didn't order, slowly running out of reasons not to be honest with each other.
The Last Thing I Planned is a slow-burn, strangers-to-lovers romance set against the sun-drenched cobblestones of Lisbon - warm, witty, and full of the kind of longing that builds in silences and shared café tables and viewpoints that stop you mid-sentence. It's a novel about what comes after the hardest thing. Not a triumphant comeback. Not a tidy resolution. Just the slow, surprising, entirely unplanned discovery that you are not as finished with the world as you thought.
Perfect for fans of Emily Henry and Eat Pray Love - and for anyone who has ever booked a flight when staying felt impossible.
The last thing she needed was someone to change everything. The last thing she planned was letting him.
For readers who like their love stories earned
