Seven Days to Fall in Love

Otto Zuck doesn't believe in coincidence. Every decision has its logic, every move its purpose — and a week in New York beside Stefan Cord is nothing more than another obligation on a very long list.Stefan knows better.Two executives. One hotel room. Seven days to close a deal that will change everything — and just enough time for everything they've pretended not to feel to take up far more space than either of them planned.It doesn't happen all at once. It happens in the soup ordered without being asked, in the aspirin thrown at a face on an early morning, in the silence neither of them needs to fill. It happens slowly — and then all at once, and far too fast.Falling in seven days isn't the hard part.The hard part is the eighth.