When her fiance tries to turn their wedding into a publicity stunt, Jenna ditches the nuptials-and the groom she shouldn't have been with in the first place-and skips straight to the honeymoon. The getaway driver, her ex-fiance's former business partner, Zach, is the perfect guy to help reshape her romantic newlywed itinerary into an anti-couple, anti-romance, anti-honeymoon adventure for two.
They trade couples yoga for kickboxing lessons. Five-star dining on the beach for pizza and beer at a dive bar. Forget couples massage-Jenna's getting that tattoo she's always wanted, and dares Zach to get one, too. And those naughty boudoir pics she took in place of romantic sunset snaps? Those aren't going in anyone's wedding album. Not that Zach will forget them anytime soon.
As each item on Jenna's anti-couples list is checked off, the anti-honeymoon with Zach feels more and more like the real thing, and she wishes the list was just a little bit longer . . . and even steamier.
