Page 126 of Wild As Her

“I don’t know,Jack,” he says, dramatically waving. “Maybegive us a heads up that the finale is about to turn into The Notebook but with a surprise fiancé.”

Weston stares at Logan, who’s now twirling Elena like a Disney princess. “So… who is this guy? And why is he dressed like he’s about to fix a tractor?”

“He’s a wrangler, and he wants to work with us,” I explain. “Grew up on a ranch in Montana. He and Elena want to settle down around here and buy some land.”

Tucker’s still blinking. “What now?”

“Yeah,” I say. “We do need good wranglers.”

Weston throws up a hand. “I leave for one hour and come back to everything a mess again. Jenna is going to kill you."

“We’re hiring him,” I say.

At that exact moment, Logan turns around, walks up, and extends a hand. “Hey! I’m Logan. I hear y’all might need some help with ranch work. I’ve got references and a full resume if you want to take a look.”

Weston stares at the handshake and finally shakes his hand. He's still so confused. "This is so weird."

Tucker, however, leans over and mutters, “Okay, but… we really do need good wranglers.”

Weston sighs. “This is your mess with Jenna.”

“Nice to meet you,” Tucker says. “Look at him. He looks like he'd fit in here.”

I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. “So we’re all clear. You guys are not to tell anyone, right?”

“Elena just brought her fiancé to the finale,” Tucker says. “If that’s not a mic drop, I don’t know what is.”

Logan grins. “My momma sent down a few pies for y'all, too."

“Oh, hell yes,” Tucker says, instantly won over. “Welcome to the team, buddy.”

And that's how we hired my fake fiancé'sfiancé.

It’s a circus out here.

Camera crews, PAs with clipboards, a catering table that’s somehow already out of the good sandwiches, and everyone walking around like we’re all pretending this is normal. This is the most awkward, tension-filled finale wrap-up in the history of reality TV.

Real actors would have a hard time making this believable. But we're real people, real ranchers who are not actors.

Jenna has her work cut out for her, that's for sure. She’s doing that high-pitched, fake laugh she reserves for when she’s fully spiraling. Weston and Tucker are by the horses with Logan, asking him about welding like they didn’t spend earlier scrutinizing him and his intentions.

Logan’s actually a solid guy. Which somehow makes this weirder.

I scan until I spot Cami near the back of one of the horse trailers, half-shielded by the shadow of the hauler and out of sight from the crew.

I make my way over, slow and steady, heart pounding like I’m walking into something fragile. She doesn’t turn around when I get close. Just crosses her arms tighter and stares off toward the pasture like she’s trying to breathe through the madness.

“Hey,” I say quietly.

She jumps a little. Then relaxes when she sees me. “Thought you were Jenna.”

I smirk. “Do I look like I’m about to demand someone do something?”

She huffs out a laugh, but it’s tired. Worn down. Real.

I step closer. “How youdoing?”

She shrugs, arms still crossed. “Honestly? Just ready for whatever.”

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