I hated Rian Ivers from the moment we met. I’d seen his posters around town, promising a bright future if he was elected mayor, but the man I met was anything but.

When he stormed into my office, tall and brooding, accusing me of bad parenting? Well, let’s just say, I enjoyed showing him the door. 

I thought that would be the last we’d see of each other, but when he showed up at my diner the next day, seeking a job for his troubled daughter, I wondered if my first impression might need a second chance. 

I wasn’t looking for love. I was perfectly happy with my life just the way it was. But, the more I got to know the man behind the cheesy campaign slogans and the stuffy suits, the more I began to wonder…

Was this meant to be, or was it just another foolish happenstance?

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