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232 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 8, 2015

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With each stomped step I rehashed the script changes, prop, swaps, recasting and inferior costuming. Or, as I liked to refer to them, the elements that pushed me over the brink to finally achieving full-blown, bat-shit crazy status.
"Camden! Camden!" I shouted, loud enough to strain my throat, the instant I caught a glimpse of him.
His thumbs were looped in his front pockets, and his denim shirt rolled up his forearms. An annoyingly charming smile curled across his face as her turned my way. That lone dimple plunged deep into his cheek.
Between heaving pants, I recited the speech I'd mentally prepared on my long journey across the extensively large lot. "Hey, I've got a question for you. If we hit a local bookstore we could probably finde every book I've ever released. If you want, I could gather them all up in a big pile so you can take a shit right on them. Would you like that?
Kole's eyes narrowed while his amused smile held steady, as if he was struggling to find his place in an argument I'd jumped a few chapters ahead in. "I feel like I know the right answer here, but there's a chance this is a trick question."
"No, I'm serious!" I ranted, flicking a stray lock of hair from my eyes. "Because you seem so hell bent on destroying everything I've created, maybe we could try this as a time-saver!"
Art bounced in his chair. "You and Camden had this movie spiraling into absolute failure."
"And that's him sugarcoating it," Kole interjected.
"You nearly killed this project." Steepling his fingers, Art fiddled with his obnoxious pinkie ring. "Now, my beautiful little swan, you have the chance to make things right."
"Let's agree to never call me that again." Finding my legs suddenly heavy with dread, I sank into the chair I had been leaning against.
"Fair enough," Art relented. Leaning one elbow on the table, he rested his chin on his closed fist. "To put plainly, Ms. Evans, you made magic for us yesterday. We believe you have created a very unique opportunity--"
Greyson leaned forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees. Golden brows hiked up, a light-hearted grin adding a mischievous flare to his appeal. "They want you to be my girlfriend. You up for it?"