Month-To-Maybe

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Two strangers. Four weeks. A few rules they're about to break.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Blaine never expected a roommate-and certainly not one like Hattie. Suddenly his life comes with a strict rulebook:</span></p><ul><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Don't stare at your roommate's perfect breasts.</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Don't get yourself off while she's on the other side of the wall using her vibrator.</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Don't get caught with an erection caused by a bikini... or anything else.</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Don't sleep with your roommate. Even once.</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>And definitely don't fall in love.</span></li></ul><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Blaine likes his steady structured and blissfully uncomplicated life. That is right up until an unexpected twist has him offering a spare room to a total stranger. She needs a temporary place to crash. He needs a temporary solution. Easy enough... in theory.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Hattie knows one thing for sure-she can't keep living the way she has been. So in a rare impulsive move she packs a suitcase leaves everything familiar behind crosses the country and lands in a new city with big hopes and absolutely nowhere to stay. Her one rule? No men.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because the longer they share a roof the blurrier the lines become. And as the weeks slip by the question becomes harder to ignore: what happens when temporary starts to feel permanent?</span></p><p></p>