More Like Most Likely 2: The Next Day

Sophia and Austin’s agents set them up on a get-to-know-each-other weekend in Big Sur before they’re set to start filming. Except they’ve already met…When the highway gets washed out and the director can’t make it, they spend a weekend alone together rehashing their past.

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.

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.

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…

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?

On a chilly London night, Gia stands outside Jack's apartment, nervous about their reunion after months apart. Inside, they catch up over wine, the tension between them obvious. Jack shares his latest photography project, including a portrait inspired by Gia. As they discuss his work, their attempt at staying casual crumbles. One touch leads to another, and soon they're tangled on the couch, rediscovering their connection. In the aftermath, Jack snaps a photo of them together - a new memory to add to his collection. But as the night winds down, they're left wondering if this is just a London fling or something more.

The strange connection between Helena and Nicholas continues to grow. Besides Helena’s dreams about Nicholas, he seems to sense when she’s in danger. When she’s lost her way in the forest, he’s there to help her. But when they get back to her apartment, the truth begins to come out.

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.

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.

Finally ready to share her poetry at the local open mic, Sparrow has no idea Patrick has slipped into the audience. But when they connect after the reading, he shows her how much he liked what he heard.

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.

It’s been days since Sparrow last saw Patrick and she can’t stop thinking about him. But when a book of poetry shows up in her mailbox, it doesn’t occur to Sparrow that this might be Patrick’s way of reaching out… until he shows up at her door.

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…

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.

Aviva takes Dave shopping, and it's not what he expected. She leads him to the dressing room, and he gets down on his knees. Dave tries to keep her quiet, but Aviva's never been one to hold it in.

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.

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.

Elizabeth is perseverating on Oliver’s proposal. On one hand, she knows it is the rational choice and the one most advantageous to her family. But on the other, her affair with Ewan has opened her up to a world of possibility she hadn’t known existed. When she gets marooned at the Ainsworth Estate during a storm, she’s forced to make her decision.

Alejandro asks Sydney to meet him at a sexy beachside hotel. They hang by the pool, but when things heat up they escape to a slightly more secluded spot…

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..

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.

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.

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.

It’s been a long trip, and we’re pretty close to getting to the hotel. I’m rubbing my hand up your thigh, and you swerve a bit as I slip my hand into the front of your jeans.

Usually it's so quiet up here, but tonight the rooftops surrounding us are buzzing with people. I mentally calculate the chances of someone spotting us if I were to make out with Marcus right now, or reach into his shorts.

I crushed on Leah so hard in high school, but it wasn’t until we both moved to New York years later that we ended up falling in love. People say marriage can mess with your sex life, but trying for a baby has set us on fire.

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.

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.

No one looks good in a chef's hat and chef's whites. It's just a fact. But I guess this guy operates outside the rules? I try to focus on the pile of carrots in front of me, but it's not easy.

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.

I love seeing you in your element -- holding court with our group of friends. But all I can think about is getting you alone again.

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.

What if we…skipped our dinner plans? There’s something new I want to try with you and I can’t wait any longer.

He starts playfully walking his fingers up and down my arm. I want to take my hands off the keys, but I’m already addicted to this game. He tilts his head to whisper in my ear, his dark stubble brushing up against my neck.

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.

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.

The first road trip together as a couple can be a real deal breaker. But with Alex, I had to stop myself from saying those three little words before we even started the car.

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.

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.

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 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.

Our lives are different since the baby came. But lately, somehow everything feels right. Since we have the day to ourselves, I want to do whatever makes you feel good.

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.

Remember when we talked about love languages for like, 3 hours? Well, since yours is obviously gifts, and I'm not going to get to see you for three months, I planned a little something.

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’d been feeling some pain during sex with David. I was planning to find a solve, but he jumped in first, surprising me with the perfect solution.

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