A young single mum starts to find her feet in the world of dating again. But she's just looking for a bit of fun and a confidence boost, she's promised herself she won't fall in love... A young single mum starts to find her feet in the world of dating again. But she's just looking for a bit of fun and a confidence boost, she's promised herself she won't fall in love...

Stella is making up for lost time. She''s a newly single mother in her early thirties. She''s never really dated and the apps didn''t really exist last time she was single. Her ex has her daughter every Thursday night so she''s free one night a week to work her way through every dating archetype she missed out on in her twenties. There''s the Gentleman for dinner dates. The Poet for deep conversation. And someone her friends are calling the Hummingbird (he''s full of energy) but who Lou quietly thinks of as more of a Labrador. Dom starts out as the No Strings Attached Guy. He''s not looking for a girlfriend and he''s tired of disappointing women who want him to settle down so he''s completely up front about it. But Lou doesn''t jump into bed with him and Dom soon becomes The Friend instead, spending time with her and her daughter whenever she''s not on a date. Stella is so busy not looking for love on Thursday nights, that she''s at risk of missing love when it comes knocking on another day of the week.

Autorentext

Rebecca Reid is a writer, commentator and former digital editor of Grazia. As a journalist she writes a column for the i and contributes regularly to the Sunday Times, Glamour, Cosmo and Stylist. As a commentator she regularly contributes to Woman's Hour, Jeremy Vine and Good Morning Britain. Her first play is due to open in London in 2026. Rebecca has previously written five books (four thrillers, one non-fiction) but after almost a decade of journalism about sex and relationships - not to mention the demise of her own marriage - she finally felt ready to pen a love story.

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Stella's life is not going to plan. She'd never imagined ending up divorced in her early thirties with a young baby, zero dating experience and a house in desperate need of renovation.

To make up for lost time, she hatches a plan to date different 'types' of men in order to work out where on earth her love life is going. There's the Gentleman for elegant dinner dates. The Poet for deep conversation. And the No Strings Attached Guy for ... uncomplicated fun.

Dom doesn't quite fall into any of the categories, so ends up as The Friend instead, spending time with Stella and her daughter whenever they can. And then Stella meets her perfect guy, on paper. Things are finally all coming together. But when did love ever follow the rules?