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Wild Bloom When a disastrous double-booking leaves commitment-phobe Maisie stuck sharing her Brooklyn apartment with a gorgeous stranger, she knows her meticulously curated life is about to explode. Rowan, a free-spirited florist with eyes that could melt glaciers, is everything Maisie isn't: carefree, artistic, and openly queer. To make matters worse, their mutual friends are convinced they're perfect for each other, launching a series of not-so-subtle matchmaking attempts. Desperate to appease everyone and maintain her carefully constructed facade, Maisie proposes a deal: fake date Rowan until the pressure subsides. Rowan, needing a boost for her struggling flower shop, agrees, seeing it as a win-win situation. But as they navigate awkward dates, meddling friends, and surprisingly tender moments, the lines between their charade and reality begin to blur. Maisie finds herself drawn to Rowan's infectious zest for life, and Rowan discovers a hidden vulnerability beneath Maisie's guarded exterior. Their carefully constructed plan threatens to unravel when long-buried secrets and past heartbreaks resurface. Maisie must confront her fear of vulnerability and embrace the possibility of genuine connection, while Rowan needs to learn to trust that she's worthy of being loved for who she truly is. But when a misunderstanding threatens to shatter their fragile bond, Maisie and Rowan must decide if they're willing to risk everything for a chance at true love. Can they overcome their insecurities and allow their connection to blossom into something real, or will their carefully constructed walls crumble, leaving them both heartbroken? In a city that never sleeps, their hearts are about to awaken in ways they never imagined. Will their love finally bloom?
Wild Bloom When a disastrous double-booking leaves commitment-phobe Maisie stuck sharing her Brooklyn apartment with a gorgeous stranger, she knows her meticulously curated life is about to explode. Rowan, a free-spirited florist with eyes that could melt glaciers, is everything Maisie isn't: car...
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