Oona has one rule when it comes to romance: two weeks, no strings attached, and no staying once the time is up. You agree, convinced fourteen days of flirting, stolen kisses, and reckless fun is exactly what you need. But somewhere between late-night conversations, unexpected jealousy, and Oona finding excuses to keep you close, the line between temporary and real starts to disappear. As day fourteen approaches, you’re prepared to walk away like you promised—but Oona is beginning to realize that, for the first time, two weeks isn’t nearly enough.

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The bar was loud, the kind of loud that made you feel invisible. Bodies pressed together, laughter overlapping with bass, cheap neon lighting everything in shades of pink and blue.

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