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Studios love her as she doesn’t make demands,
    shows up to work on time, has a great working ethic, and is generally a good girl.”
    Adam rolled his eyes. She was the complete opposite
    of him. Ever since he’d been able to accept a paycheck in
    the millions, he’d become a hard-ass. What was the point
    in having a shitload of money, a lot of demand for you, and not being able to use it? He’d become known as difficult
    and hard to work with. Now, all the studios that he once
    worked for were having the final laugh. No one would hire
    him. “Fine, set everything up how I like it.”
    “You’ve got to audition,” Niles said.
    “Excuse me?” He hadn’t needed to audition for a part
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    in years.
    “It was the condition they put in accepting the script.
    Every single actor must first audition with Sarah before
    they’re given any part. It’s just a reading. I can set it up for this afternoon.” Niles started typing once again on his cell phone, the noise grating on his nerves.
    “How many actors have they gone through?” Adam
    asked.
    “Over fifty.”
    “What the fuck? How come there’s so many?”
    “This is clearly a romance with a fuller woman. The
    studio wants this to work, and any guy who doesn’t
    embrace the role, they’re not even considering. Have you
    ever met Sarah?”
    Adam gritted his teeth. He had met Sarah, years ago
    when he was first starting out. There was a ten-year
    difference between them. She’d been a teenager, and in one
    of those high school dramas that kids liked.
    “Years ago.”
    “If you want a change, read over the script and make a
    good impression. I like Sarah. I’ve spoken to her several
    times, and she really loves acting. Please, be nice to her.”
    Niles stepped away from the table as his cell phone rang.
    They would be going to the studio together like
    always. Adam didn’t go anywhere without Niles. He paid
    his agent good money to get him the best deals.
    And what did you do? You screwed it up by demanding
    something more.
    It had been over a year since he’d been in a movie
    role. He couldn’t even land anything for television, and
    that was embarrassing.
    Opening the script, he started reading. Adam had met
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    Sarah multiple times but because she wasn’t part of his
    world—the action, the babes, and the money—he’d not
    paid her any attention.
    He’d watched her, though. Sarah was one of those
    women when they were on the screen, you couldn’t help
    but watch. Her smile was breathtaking. Just from looking
    at her, you couldn’t help but smile. She had a love of life that not many people embraced, but she did.
    Reading through the script, he once again found
    himself getting pulled into the story. It was heavy on
    romance, quite a bit of sex, and it had one amazing ending.
    Any guy who took his girlfriend to see this movie was
    totally getting fucked at the end of the night. The guy in the story was incredibly possessive and protective of the
    woman. Adam always played the kind of guy who didn’t
    care if his girl was screwing someone else. The mission
    was all he cared about. This was a complete turnaround
    from anything he’d ever done before.
    Niles finished his phone call and took a seat opposite
    him again.
    “What scene will we be rehearsing?” Adam asked.
    “The first kiss scene.”

    ****
Sarah’s lips were tingling, and the back of her head
    was hurting from several of the men grabbing her. The kiss
    was supposed to start out slow and build until it was like
    watching fire on the screen. Biting her lip, she stared down at the script that she knew word-for-word. Every job she
    went into, she always made sure that she knew what was
    expected of her, and this was no different.
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    Tucking some hair behind her ear, she stood up from
    her chair and started to pace.
    Dean, her agent and the closest thing she had to a
    father, came up to her. “Hey, princess, how are you
    doing?”
    “I’m doing