Who knew applying to be the next Miss Americana while you're drunk on tequila would actually

get anywhere? But that's exactly what happened to Ava when she wanted an excuse to promote her best friends' new businesses. She never even expected to get past the first round of auditions, much less win the beauty pageant, and now here she is, wearing a silk sash and a crown on her head, trying to picture what the next three months is going to look like. As the newly crowned Miss Americana, she's off on a three-month press tour, visiting all 50 states as part of her contract.

For a girl who loves adventure, it's a dream come true, except for two hiccups. The first one being the morality clause and long list of rules the organization is forcing her to live by while wearing the crown. And second, and probably the worst one, is the delicious sexy, yet grumpy driver-slash-bodyguard assigned to keep her in line.