CUTLER "Define argued", I practically growled over the phone."That thing you both do when you are upset. It's only for five months for pit's sake"Five months of torture if we were looking at it correctly."I'm not sticking around to be the next mayor of Whoville"With the hot air, too much fucking sun while we were at it, being a country bumpkin was the last thing on my mind let alone being a mayor."You do know that's not its name right?"I knew but I still pretended not to, to erase all the years of solitude in this forbid place.While others fell for the old country charm, I considered myself an odd ball who atleast could tolerate the bustle and hustle of the city than the sound of sheep bleating in the middle of the night.Because that was Willow Way summed up in a night. With sheep bleating.Willow Way was a typical town in an even dead part of the county where nothing happened.Frightfully boring.I would have probably said those two words about the town had I been called in

ZADE CUTLERClaire Hayden hated my guts and some part of me had fun with that little piece of information.While San Francisco offered tons of women who would gladly suck me off with a command, Willow Way on the other hand had ladies that expected you to wed and bed them.You can imagine my surprise when I found out a gorgeous blonde like Claire Hayden wasn't in the least bit interested in me. Neither to bed or to wed.My ego had never felt battered like it did in this past week and like a knight on a quest, I had set out on a mission.Seduce the fiesty Claire Hayden.I admit it saying it that loud made me sound like a dick and maybe I was one but as long as my father intended on keeping me here, what was to keep a man from having fun?"Don't get like that Zade. He's only looking out for you", my mother pulled me out of my reverie and I swirled the vintage scotch in my hands with an unsatisfied grunt.I loved scotch but it was different when it came from my father's house and was boug

ZADE"Unfortunately? I thought you liked me"Clad in a pretty dress with a floral imprint, Claire Hayden turned around, the host Mrs Simone looking at both of us like she could somehow taste the tension.Couldn't blame her though. There was tension because I was here, in a book club just to see her.Never mind the fact that I had seen her yesterday at Falcon's. Pure coincidence if you asked me.I had gone there for a drink after a rather good tip from my brother Sawyer that they had atleast good liquor. Maybe I had gone there for more than just liquor.I'd hoped I would find a nice woman for the night, ease up my frustrations and tension but leave it to whoever controlled fate to lead me straight to Claire Hayden.Chugging a glass of lemonade at Falcon's with her handy laptop by her side, she had been to engrossed to notice me and for the most part of it I had sat at the farthest corner this time keeping distance from her.Watching her work like I did this morning at Ginger's. All tho

ZADE"Z? Z, help me!"Came Sawyer's scream. A six year old trapped in a fire that his own father started."He's already gone boy! Come", my father tugged at my hand.My mother and my other brothers were already at my grandma's house that night. Sawyer and I had come back home a bit early with our father. He was our favorite because John Cutler gave us everything we wanted.And that was the very definition of a good father to us. Only that night changed for me and Sawyer.John Cutler had started the fire. In his furious rage of trying to punish us for destroying important papers to him, he had slapped the lantern off his table and the fire had started roaring faster than we could realize what had happened.Ofcourse being the sleazy bastard he was, he'd tried to save his own skin by getting out of the house fast unintentionally locking us in.I had managed to escape the house but Sawyer had been lost in the flames trying to follow me.When my father had seen me out of the house unharme

ZADE CUTLER"Okay, if the mayor loses and that's a good if, we'll go to Falcon's after this, you'll pick a guy any guy and go with him at his place with no protests"I had spotted them the minute they stepped foot on this God forsaken contest. On my way to atleast pass them a greeting or two, the brunette carrying Axel had uttered those words and I had slowly retreated to the back of the crown bumping into the one woman I didn't want to talk to in the first place.Courtney Neal. An ex who had suffocated me since Sunday.I was a piece of scum for dumping her the way I did but that was decades ago. While I'm not going to lie that she had matured into one gorgeous woman I was about as uninterested in her as I was with a soap dish.And all night she'd done one thing and one thing only.She had hovered over me like a pesky mosquito and while I tried my best to keep my pretences, laugh at her jokes once in a while, compliment her on her looks, my eyes still found someway into the crowd and