Lily volunteering to be my fake fiancée was never an option, and it isn’t about to become one now, so I shut down the idea fast. “No.” Lily’s brows hike toward her hairline. “No, you don’t want a fiancée? Or no, you’re still against me stepping in for the job?” “Both.” “It’s not like I want to do this either after everything you’ve done, but if it means helping you win the election, then I’ll do it.” “Why?” I ask. She keeps her face emotionless. “I don’t like the Ludlows.” “You don’t like me either, so that can’t be the only reason.” “It’s personal.”
