More Like Masquerade

When Jackson asks Tara to meet him at one of the hottest restaurants in New York City, she starts to get a better sense of the community he's surrounded by. And tonight, there's much more on the menu than just dinner.

After weeks of hearing her neighbor through the wall, Tara finally comes face to face with Jackson—an artist who both annoys and intrigues her. After a tension-filled first meeting on the fire escape, they have a night to remember back in her apartment.

Tara hasn’t seen Jackson since their dinner date. Then one night, she hears him having a party through the wall. At first, she’s annoyed that he’s disrupting her peace without even inviting her, but the irritation quickly softens into something sweeter…

A morning quickie with Wyatt may make Bri late for work, but it also has her feeling adventurous. Still, will she be brave enough to make a move when Lorenza walks in?

In high school, Savannah and Cole were voted “most likely to get married.” But she never imagined they’d actually be together. So when they run into one another at their reunion, she’s surprised to find there’s a spark between them after all.

When Gia falls asleep next to Jack, her dreams take a wild turn. In her fantasy, they're back at the bar where they first reconnected, and things get spicy quickly. But the real fun begins when Jack wakes Gia up, determined to hear every detail of her fantasy. As she recounts the story, Jack matches each revelation with his touch. Will Gia's real life reunion with Jack be even hotter than her dreams?

Everyone keeps telling Katie to stay away from Jesse, a local who's rough around the edges. But she can't help but want to get to know him for herself.

After their hookup at the reunion, Savannah and Cole take a walk down memory lane, revisiting places from their past and exploring the spark that’s growing between them.

After running into one another at the bar and hooking up, Killian offers to drive Sabrina home. They start pushing each other's buttons on the way home. When a rainstorm hits they have to pull over, and they finally get it out of their systems.

Savannah is back home in the city, but she finds herself missing Cole much more than she expected. So when he calls and says he has a surprise for her, she can’t wait to find out what it is.

Normally, Harper would weather bad PR by lying low at home with her cats. But when a photo surfaces of her kissing Logan at the SNL after-party, he persuades her to shake it off with a workout instead. Logan books a private penthouse gym in his apartment building, and what begins as a way of blowing off steam soon escalates into something far hotter.

After a breaking up with her famous musician boyfriend, Harper is ready to shed her glittery LA life for something a little grittier, so she packs up her broken heart and moves to New York. She’s keeping busy pouring all her energy into training for an upcoming movie role. But when her friend, an SNL cast member, invites her to the after party she can’t resist the idea of putting on something a little sparkly. Outside the party she has a surprise run in with Logan Miller, the surprisingly charismatic host and super-star football player. She’s usually into brooding artist types, but his easy humor and jock-ish charm catches Harper off guard. And when they share a very thrilling, and very public kiss at the party, she can’t help but want to take him home.

Olive gets mad when Gerard disagrees with her ideas for the home renovation. But when he surprises her with a peace offering, she starts to see him in a whole new light.

Helena gets a tarot reading in the hopes of gaining clarity on Nicholas’s behavior, but she leaves more perplexed than before. She feels more confused than ever about who...or what...Nicholas really is. And when he invites her over to his place for a date, she finally gets the chance to ask him outright.

When Sabrina moves above an Irish pub, she finds it hard to study. And the pub owner, Killian, makes it even more difficult. But when she goes downstairs for a drink one night, she begins to find him more charming than distracting.

When Katie heads over to Jesse’s cabin she isn’t expecting a storm. But the rain comes down hard and she’s soaked by the time she’s at his doorstep. He brings her inside and finds lots of ways to keep her warm.

I’m so used to the gang of guys, all that banter, the buzzing razors. It’s strange in here when it’s empty, I wonder if it will feel different between us? I usually play it a bit coy, but it’s low stakes when there are lots of people round.

Sabrina and Killian decide to take space when she moves to Dublin. But when they run into one another at a bar opening, they can't help but get close....

Persephone, the Goddess of Spring, has just been inducted into the Pantheon. She escapes the rowdy bacchanal in the early hours to lie in a meadow and encounters Hades, Lord of the Underworld. Her first instinct is to run, but she can't help but be intrigued by the vision of a very different life that he paints for her...

Ronan didn't need to be on the farm anymore, and Mia isn't sure she even wants him there... She's caught somewhere between wanting him to leave and needing him to stay.

I wasn't expecting Milo at Michelle's engagement party. It had been years since our breakup, but when I saw him my breath caught in my chest. And when we went back to his place and he pulled out a blindfold I was just as surprised.

Professor Whitlock has a reputation for being difficult and strange. So when Helena starts working with him, she’s surprised to discover how charming he is. As they spend more time together, she feels an almost supernatural pull toward him, and wonders if he feels it too.

Alejandro invites Sydney to meet him down at the marina. They wander the docks and then sneak onto one of the yachts for a little trouble.

The Ainsworths' annual spring party is set to begin, but Elizabeth Everly is loath to go—The small town politicking feels so pretentious to her. But when she runs into Ewan, the gruff barn hand, her night takes a spontaneous turn…

You're alone with the professor, and he's ready to tell you his secret. A few semesters ago, he hooked up with one of his students. He did his best to resist, but after she kissed him, all bets were off.

We talked for what felt like hours as the bonfire burned in the distance. He must’ve been a lot younger than me, but he drew me in, wrapping me in his stories.

My old roommate Caroline was always a mystery to me. When I moved out, I thought I’d never get the chance to figure her out. But New York heatwaves have a funny way of bringing people back together.

I should've just splurged for my own ride home. We haven't even gotten out of midtown yet. I catch a whiff of him before I see him get into the car, like a luxury candle I'd buy at Barney’s and then return out of guilt.

We've been sitting in total darkness for over an hour. Maybe I’m building him up in my mind since I haven’t had a real look at him in such a long time, but I had to stop myself from staring in the couple seconds we were together before the lights went out.

I see her across the tent as soon as I get there. If my life were a movie, everyone else’s faces would be blurred except hers. It's been five years since that sophomore year, and it still feels like I’m constantly aware of where she is in a room.

We'd broken up four months ago, but I couldn't get Ben out of my head. So I called him and made it clear...this time it would be no strings attached.

Maybe an hour into the flight I grab the blanket under me and start spreading it out. Trying to be casual about it. I slowly reach to move his arm towards me, and rest it on my thigh.

First time hitting the slopes in two years: check. First time flirting with a stranger in at least 3 months: check. First hookup on a mountain: check.

When a huge earthquake hits Mexico City, Jessica and Santiago bond quickly. When it's time for Jessica to fly back home, she realizes she wants to make a bold move.

I take the first driving shift up to the hot springs. The roads are slick with snow, but I feel calm with Gabe sitting shotgun. I wasn’t expecting him to be so—actually, I don’t know what I was expecting.

Every so often, you have one of those nights you just can't make up. When you meet someone amazing, or decide to just go with the flow and it all works out. The memory instantly becomes larger than life, and in the moment—all you can do is savor it. That's how I felt when I met Ellie.

I said I'd shoot his headshots as a favor to a friend. But I'm thinking I need to re-evaluate my generosity. He walks into my studio in blue jeans, scuffed white sneakers, and a black v-neck. Ok, he’s pretty. And once I have him in front of the lens, I'm flooded with memories.

I drift between waking and sleep, searching for you in my dream, then finding you solid, real, and naked beside me in bed..

The crowd at Julie’s party is overwhelming. But I’m really vibing with this personal chef she hired. I work up the nerve to invite him over to cook at home with me next week.

To have my hands on her again, a streak from the pottery wheel smudged on her thigh, is heaven. To see him after all these years, smelling like clay and old memories, brings it all right back.

I was dating someone else, so I thought I was over Sasha. But seeing her at the wedding made me question myself. What did I really want?

It's after midnight and I'm one of the few stragglers still at the library. I get jolted out of a daydream by...Matt. So I'm not the only one here on a Friday night.

Mornings at the dog park are my favorite time, there’s an unspoken rule that there’s no talking before coffee. But this dog’s cute owner has me rethinking that…

After the first day of class, she asked me to call her by her first name instead of "professor". Something about the way she smiled at me, using just her eyes, made me feel like she wanted me to wonder about her.

Without someone there to translate for us, we can barely speak. Good thing eye fucking is kind of an international language.

I look at myself with the curiosity and distance of a stranger. Running my hands down my body, I picture Charlie wrapping his arms around me.

When Leo invited me to the book signing, I was scared to commit. Like my 'yes' might set something in motion between us I couldn’t stop. But I found myself walking between the shelves that night, the familiar smell of crisp hardcovers and old wood floors washing over me.

Every once in a while I’ll sneak a glance back at him. He’s watching me, rapt, through the phone screen.

My friends had weighed in so much on my last relationship, it felt easier to keep things with Nick to myself. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but slowly he became my fun little secret.