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Just Two Weeks by jamieleewriting
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"A guy isn't going to care if you're laughing with a dude," he said. "You laugh with friends. You do this with someone who is more than friends." Wolf placed his hands on my waist, pulling me in flush with his body. He dipped his head to my ear and whispered, "See? No one that looked at us right now would think we're friends." ------------------------------- When Savannah's long term boyfriend, Tripp, breaks up with her out of the blue before their annual summer lake vacation, she's devastated. Enter Wolf. He's the son of her parents' best friends, who happen to share a connecting lake condo. Savannah hasn't seen Wolf in two years since he stopped coming on family vacations. He's notorious for trouble, the exact opposite of Savannah. Wolf shows up one day and suggests that they pretend to be in a relationship during their two week vacation. He's convinced that his mom's adoration of "good girl" Savannah will change her mind about his recent house arrest. In exchange, Wolf suggests Savannah can use their fake relationship to lure Tripp back by making him jealous. Savannah is hesitant, but is just desperate enough for Tripp's attention that she agrees. Spending time with Wolf on their pretend dates becomes a problem when Savannah begins to have feelings for him. After all, Wolf is off limits. Her best friend has a major crush on him, and Savannah is supposed to be with someone sensible like Tripp, not the lead singer of the high school rock band, Wolf and the Midnight Shepherds. In the end, Savannah will need to decide if falling for Wolf is worth the consequences.
RUMI x JINU : The untold future by reading_tree12
reading_tree12
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Two weeks.Maybe he isnt gone. That's all it's been since Jinu vanished in a blaze of sacrifice and soulfire, leaving Rumi with nothing but a whisper of him stitched into her bones. Now, the world spins on-shopping sprees, stage lights, forced smiles-but Rumi is stuck between the living and the lost. She hears his voice. Feels his rage. Wears his memory like a second skin. And when a certain dress catches her eye-midnight black and softly glowing-she knows it's not just fashion. It's him. And maybe, just maybe, it's a sign that he's not as gone as everyone believes.