I help people find the right words for a living.
Then I meet a man who leaves me speechless.
He doesn't explain himself. He just watches.
He notices things. The pause before an answer. The truth underneath a smile. The version of a person they aren't trying to show the world.
And somehow, he's looking directly at mine.
We're only in Lisbon for four days. Four days of sessions neither of us are paying attention to. Late-night conversations. Accidental touches that don't feel accidental.
And the slow, inconvenient suspicion that my life looks better to everyone else than it does to me.
I know exactly how to manage every room I walk into. Except the one with Daniel in it.
A slow-burn romance with forced proximity, impossible chemistry, Lisbon nights, and a hero who sees far too much.
Genre: General Fiction
Then I meet a man who leaves me speechless.
He doesn't explain himself. He just watches.
He notices things. The pause before an answer. The truth underneath a smile. The version of a person they aren't trying to show the world.
And somehow, he's looking directly at mine.
We're only in Lisbon for four days. Four days of sessions neither of us are paying attention to. Late-night conversations. Accidental touches that don't feel accidental.
And the slow, inconvenient suspicion that my life looks better to everyone else than it does to me.
I know exactly how to manage every room I walk into. Except the one with Daniel in it.
A slow-burn romance with forced proximity, impossible chemistry, Lisbon nights, and a hero who sees far too much.
Genre: General Fiction
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