I stood under the shower as the water ran down. We"d come back late from celebrating my nomination as governor of New York. All night my phone was blowing up, and the media automatically stationed outside of my gated home as soon as my name was announced. Ten minutes later, I dried off, grabbing a pair of pants and shirt to change into as the men downstairs continued moving my things. Maya left extra early without telling me and was ignoring my calls and messages. I slammed the phone down on my bed, heading out of my bedroom into my office, where I saw Tim on the phone.
"He just walked in, okay, bye."
"What are you doing here?" I queried.
"You need to make up your mind, Ethan. Things like this won"t work now that you"re the Governor," Tim explained as I stood with my hands in my pockets
