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A zing rushes through my body, causing a visible shudder to run up my spine. When I open my eyes, I let out the breath I was holding and slowly turn around to thank my savior.
Big mistake.
I know it the moment I’m staring into the lightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. So light they’re almost clear. Like a pale blue sky on a clear day. The hint of amusement I see causes me to blush. But it’s the hunger in his eyes that has me sucking in another deep breath.
When he releases me from his hold, I expect his arms to fall away, but instead he grips my hips with his large hands, searing my skin. Branding me with his heat.
His hold is possessive, his thumbs brushing against my hip bones.
Where the hell did he come from?
Words fail me as I continue to stare, taking in the angles of his chiseled jaw, the bend of his nose, as if it’s been broken, and the way his lips are parted ever so slightly.
“You okay?” he finally asks, taking a step back.
I immediately feel the loss of his warmth.
The world around me slowly comes back into focus. People are buzzing all around us. Orders are being hollered across the large, open room, echoing off the walls.
Ten minutes.
“Fine,” I mumble, more to myself than to him as I pull my phone from the back pocket of my jeans and brush past him.
More likerunpast him. Away from him. However you want to look at it. Because for some unknown reason, I feel unsteady on my feet around him. I’ve proven that twice in the last few hours.
My first official order from Steve was to deliver today’s call sheets to Celia and Eli, the stars ofChasing Fate. An easy task … or so I thought. Celia was already in hair and makeup. The scowl on her face told me she was less than enthusiastic she was awake at such an early hour. The wrinkle of her nose when I introduced myself gave me all the rest of the information I needed to know about her.
As expected, she’s a snob. Her career has been on an upward trajectory the past five years. Every role is bigger than the last, and audiences seem to love her. She’s every guy’s wet dream with her large, fake boobs, tiny waistline, and long, blonde hair. If they knew her personality sucked, they wouldn’t see her in the same light.
Or maybe they would. Who knows? Guys tend to overlook things like personality and honesty if you look like Celia.
It’s like that with a lot of actors and actresses though. You see what they want you to see. They are one person when the cameras are rolling, and another behind closed doors. Every day is a production of sorts. The only time they’re ‘real’ is when they’re alone, and after enough time has passed, I doubt they even really know who they are anymore.
Celia’s fun and flirty persona is all for show. She’s rude more often than not. Entitled and demanding. Not to mention, I’m fairly certain she’s hung over this morning … or quite possibly still drunk. She’s bumped into the refreshment table twice already.
There have been rumors that she’s a party girl and has issues with recreational drugs. Kate, her current bestie, and co-star from her last film, is a well-known partier who’s been photographed on more than one occasion with white powder still on her nose. Connecting the dots isn’t hard considering she’s been hanging around the set most of the day.
Eli, on the other hand, is the opposite of Celia which surprised me. He seems kind and humble. A star in his own right, he’s still an up-and-comer and appears to be appreciative of the opportunity to be here rather than annoyed that work is getting in the way of his sleep schedule.
According to the gossip rags, he’s a playboy. He’s graced more covers than I can count, and each time there’s a different woman on his arm. From co-stars to his ‘plaything of the week’. Eli Simms can have any woman he wants, and he probably takes advantage of that from time to time.
Not that I can fault the girls in any way.
It’s his smile. His eyes. The sway of his hips when he walks. The deep timbre of his voice.
Hell, it’s all those things.
Eli’s like a bag of chips. You could have the suggested serving size but why would you when devouring the entire bag is so appealing?
None of the articles written about him are focused on his acting abilities. They may mention his upcoming movie, or the event he’s attending, but most focus on how drop-dead gorgeous he is. They ask about his workout routine. Who he’s dating. They want the scoop on his personal life and are not afraid to include pics of his half-naked body.
I get it. He’s hot. That doesn’t make him attractive to me. Well, beyond a physical reaction anyway. That can’t be helped.
A player is still a player. A liar is still a liar. It doesn’t matter how pretty they are on the outside, there’s no way for them to hide the ugly that lurks beneath. Eventually their true colors will show.
I had to remind myself of that little fact this morning as I was walking to his trailer. Delivering his call sheet was just as eventful, if not more so, than bringing Celia hers.
I knocked twice on his door. It took me twenty minutes to find it and I was already running behind. The soft melody of “Stay With Me” by Sam Smith could be heard through the open window. Assuming my knocks were muffled by the music, I opened the door and stuck my head inside, calling out his name.
