Thursday, February 5, 2015

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Hollywood It Girl, Francesca Leon, has just landed the biggest role of her 

career…one that could clinch an Oscar nomination and open doors. If she’s going to 

move her career to the next level and work with top directors, she has to nail this 

part — and keep her sexy, but unreliable leading man from screwing everything up.

Team Calder

Bad boy Calder Fox is the son of Hollywood royalty and fresh out of rehab after his 

best friend’s death sent him on a downward spiral of drugs and alcohol. While his 

fans still love him and the paparazzi stalk him, he’s never taken life, or anything 

about his career, seriously. He may be charming and drop-dead gorgeous, but if he 

doesn’t stay sober, he could ruin Frankie’s future and expose her long-hidden family 

secret to the voracious media.

Behind the scenes

Things heat up during filming and have the potential to become hotter, deeper, and 

much more real. But can Frankie trust Calder with her secret? Or is he doomed to 

sabotage his own happiness yet again?


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“You’re up in six, Frankie.” Brock strolled back into the room with a sheet of paper in his hand. “I’ve 

cleared the list of questions they’re going to ask you. Take a look for yourself though.”

I leaned forward and reached for the paper, giving it a quick once-over. Same shit, different day. That 

was the thing about doing a press junket. You were asked the same questions a hundred different times but only 

in ten different ways. By now I’d perfected all of my answers and could do these interviews as drunk and high as 

Calder on a Saturday night.

I mentally scolded myself…that was mean. I didn’t know what it was, but something about Calder 

brought out my bitchy side.

Handing the paper back to Brock, I said, “Got it,” and rose from the couch, smoothing my skirt over my 

thighs when I was upright.

He led me down the hallway until we stood at the side of the stage to wait for my turn. We didn’t have 

long to wait. Calder came sauntering off stage, appearing completely relaxed and not at all like he’d just been 

forced to discuss what was supposedly one of the hardest times of his life.

His gaze inched slowly up the length of my body before he met my gaze, a small smirk forming on his 

lips. My traitorous nipples pebbled underneath my silk shirt, and I was sure he could tell given the fact that I 

wasn’t wearing a bra. Note to self—avoid backless shirts around attractive men. I pressed my teeth together, 

more irritated than ever that I found him so physically appealing.

“Have we met?” Calder asked me with that stupid grin still on his face.

I’m sure I looked like I was trying to catch flies with my mouth. Was he shitting me? I schooled my 

reaction as best I could and responded through clenched teeth. “Francesca Leon.”

“Oh, right. You’re that chick that does all the indie films.”

Seriously? He was going to act like we’d never met before—like we’d never worked together? Why did 

that grate on me so much? It’s not like I should care one way or the other what he thought. I gave him a quick 

nod, not saying anything.

He put his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels. “Well, good luck out there,” he said 

before walking past me. His cologne wafted by as he passed, a mix of the outdoors and the ocean. I resisted the 

urge to close my eyes and breathe in deeply. I would not let that idiot’s charm affect me like it did so many other 

women. I was smarter than that.

A production assistant walked up, a frantic expression on his face. “You’re due on set.”

“Coming,” I said. I swept all thoughts of Calder from my mind, remembering why I was here. This was 

the final push for my film that would be releasing next week, after which I’d be starting production on my first 

mainstream, big-budget studio film. This was is it…the one I was determined would launch my career and make 

Francesca Leon a household name.

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