Emmett’s words from last night replayed in my head, and my hands clenched. That guy. I thought about him and his stupid, cocky, knowing grin from the second I got home last night until the moment I fell asleep. I had a terrible sleep, thinking about his stupid deal. There was no way I’d ever agree to play his girlfriend so he could win an election. The thought was revolting. No one would believe us. He’d have better luck convincing people by lugging a blow-up doll around town and naming it Avery.
Not to mention, we would be lying to the entire town. I couldn’t do it.
Regarding Isaac Anderson, he had a point. Isaac didn’t seem to do much as mayor. The town hosted a million tourists a year and yet there was never enough money for things the town desperately needed. Business owners often re
