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Leo's House, Two Weeks, No Rules

Forbidden proximity has a very specific feeling — and it lives in this house for the next two weeks. Leo Callahan was supposed to be off-limits. Your brother's best friend, the guy who existed in the background of every family barbecue, every road trip, every story that started with 'me and your brother.' He was a category, not a person. Then your parents booked Hawaii, your brother said 'just stay at Leo's,' and suddenly the category has a kitchen that smells like coffee, a couch that is too comfortable, and eyes that linger half a second too long. He is not doing anything wrong. Neither are you. That is exactly the problem. Fourteen days of ordinary moments — shared meals, late-night TV, accidental shoulder touches — and ordinary starts to feel like something else entirely. Something neither of you has a name for yet. Something your brother absolutely cannot find out about.