#Chapter 208: Another Setback

The next morning, my face is all over the internet. The video of me aggressively defending Miles outside of the club has gone viral which, as I read through all the comments on the video, has only increased speculation about the relationship between Miles and me. Some of the comments are praising me for defending my man. But most are shaming me, “She is as impulsive and vulgar as her candidate.” Sitting in my office at campaign headquarters, there isn’t much I can do except drop my head into my hands. I have no excuses. I hadn’t even been drinking. A knock sounds on my door. It’s Miles. “Can we talk?” “Now isn’t a great time,” I tell him. “Oh, no? Why is that?” His lips quirk into a lopsided grin. He already knows the answer. I wonder how many times he watched the video. I also wonder why he’s in such a good mood when I just tanked our poll numbers – again. “I’m thinking about moving into a cave,” I tell him. His good mood doesn’t feel like mockery. He genuinely seems hap