Just for the Weekend

By Somchai Yun

He needed a fake boyfriend to survive Thanksgiving. He didn't expect to fall for the one person who could ruin everything.

Liam Morrison is a man of plans, precedents, and careful control. As a corporate lawyer who bills in twelve-hour increments, romance is a liability he can't afford. But with Thanksgiving looming and his family's matchmaking machine running at full capacity—plus the unwelcome return of his charismatic high school ex—Liam needs a solution. Fast. What he needs, in the most logistically inconvenient way possible, is a boyfriend.

Enter Jack: painter, chaos incarnate, and Liam's paint-stained roommate who somehow makes every room feel warmer just by walking into it. When Liam proposes a fake relationship for the long weekend, Jack agrees with his signature grin—rent forgiveness as leverage, home-cooked meals as compensation. Four days. One shared childhood bedroom with twin beds. What could possibly go wrong?

Everything. Because Evan, Liam's first love, arrives a day early and doesn't plan to surrender gracefully. As family dinners turn into territorial chess matches and Thanksgiving games become emotional minefields, the carefully scripted lie begins fracturing at the seams. Every improvised touch, every stolen glance across the table, every whispered conversation in the dark pulls them somewhere the contract never covered.

Liam built his entire life around minimizing risk. Jack has always believed some risks are worth taking. Somewhere between the cranberry safe word, the fire escape story they invented, and the moment one of them stops pretending entirely, the question stops being can they fool everyone else—and becomes something far more terrifying: what if this is real?

A fake-dating, roommates-to-lovers contemporary MM romance featuring holiday chaos, an ex who won't quit, and feelings that refuse to stay fictional.