Carter Knox is twenty-three, undrafted, and running out of charm to burn. The Portland Wolves gave him a roster spot nobody expected him to keep, and he's been performing ever since, because if he stops, someone might notice there's nothing underneath. Wren Gallagher photographs the Wolves with the precision of someone who learned the hard way what happens when you let people get too close to the lens. When a PR situation forces them into a fake dating arrangement, the rules are simple: public appearances, strategic chemistry, a clean exit. But Carter keeps being genuine when he's supposed to be performing, and Wren keeps seeing something real through the viewfinder when she's supposed to be composing a shot.