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The contract was a joke. The contractor isn’t playing.
Mae I am a meticulous architectural blueprint designer. My entire universe operates on calculation, logic, and a strict, predictable routine. No drama, no high-stakes compromises, and absolutely no overthinking the past. But my quiet life completely short-circuits the exact second Theodore Brooks waltzes back onto my doorstep. He’s six-foot-two of rugged contractor frame, messy dark hair, and devastating confidence. Worse, he’s holding a yellowed piece of notebook paper from our senior counselor days at Camp Arrowhead. It’s a childhood treaty stating that if we were both single at twenty-five, we would get married. I thought it was an absolute joke. But Theo took it completely literally. Now, our meddling parents are running a joint matchmaker committee, weaponizing family spreadsheets to force an autumn wedding. To survive the parental war room, we agree to execute a fake dating accord. It's a temporary layout. A tactical defense strategy. Except the exact millisecond Theo looks at me with those dark eyes, my defensive armor completely crumbles.
Theo I’m a contractor. I don't sign invalid structural agreements, and I definitely don't miss a deadline. For six long, silent years, I carried her camp macaroni bracelet in my toolkit out West, rebuilding my life after a messy, humiliating failure tore my confidence to pieces. I thought coming back home with a childhood contract and an unbothered smirk would be enough to slide right back into her layout. But Mae June Hayse isn't an eighteen-year-old camp girl anymore. She’s a brilliant designer who has built a pristine, independent life—and she has a workspace buddy named George who keeps trying to encroach on her perimeter. Every single impulse in my brain screams at me to retreat straight back into my old ways and play childish jealousy games. But if I actually want to win my June Bug over for real, I have to man up. I have to drop the masks completely and build a permanent foundation she can actually trust. From a high-velocity tape measure tug-of-war on a freezing job site to twin, cross-country relocation secrets that threaten to shatter our tracking grid, our real relationship blueprint is facing its ultimate stress test. We are building a massive, volatile structure of unconfessed feelings. But when the winter countdown hits zero, will the distance completely break our hearts—or will we construct something that lasts a lifetime?
The contract was a joke. The contractor isn’t playing.
Mae
I am a meticulous architectural blueprint designer. My entire universe operates on calculation, logic, and a strict, predictable routine. No drama, no high-stakes compromises, and absolutely no overthinking the past. But my quiet life completely short-circuits the exact second Theodore Brooks waltzes back onto my doorstep. He’s six-foot-two of rugged contractor frame, messy dark hair, and devastating confidence. Worse, he’s holding a yellowed piece of notebook paper from our senior counselor days at Camp Arrowhead. It’s a childhood treaty stating that if we were both single at twenty-five, we would get married. I thought it was an absolute joke. But Theo took it completely literally. Now, our meddling parents are running a joint matchmaker committee, weaponizing family spreadsheets to force an autumn wedding. To survive the parental war room, we agree to execute a fake dating accord. It's a temporary layout. A tactical defense strategy. Except the exact millisecond Theo looks at me with those dark eyes, my defensive armor completely crumbles.
Theo I’m a contractor. I don't sign invalid structural agreements, and I definitely don't miss a deadline. For six long, silent years, I carried her camp macaroni bracelet in my toolkit out West, rebuilding my life after a messy, humiliating failure tore my confidence to pieces. I thought coming back home with a childhood contract and an unbothered smirk would be enough to slide right back into her layout. But Mae June Hayse isn't an eighteen-year-old camp girl anymore. She’s a brilliant designer who has built a pristine, independent life—and she has a workspace buddy named George who keeps trying to encroach on her perimeter. Every single impulse in my brain screams at me to retreat straight back into my old ways and play childish jealousy games. But if I actually want to win my June Bug over for real, I have to man up. I have to drop the masks completely and build a permanent foundation she can actually trust. From a high-velocity tape measure tug-of-war on a freezing job site to twin, cross-country relocation secrets that threaten to shatter our tracking grid, our real relationship blueprint is facing its ultimate stress test. We are building a massive, volatile structure of unconfessed feelings. But when the winter countdown hits zero, will the distance completely break our hearts—or will we construct something that lasts a lifetime?