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beanie. I’ve seen it.’
    ‘Busted,’ he muttered, enjoying himself hugely. When had he last met someone he could have fun with like this?
    ‘I think you should steal the hat, Baloo,’ Jess said in a stage whisper. ‘Chew it to pieces. Then he’ll have to go and get a sensible one.’
    Luke couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed bantering with someone so much, it had been so long ago. ‘What counts as sensible? Deerstalker? Fez? Top hat?’
    She groaned. ‘You’re not Sherlock Holmes, Dr Who or Fred Astaire.’
    ‘Ah, but I’m an actor,’ he said. ‘So I could be. If you wanted.’ He did a little tap dance. ‘See? I’m Fred.’
    She grinned. ‘Don’t make me dare you.’
    ‘Dare me,’ he said softly, willing her to dare him to kiss her. Because right at that moment, he really, really wanted to kiss her.
    But then panic flared in her eyes, as if she realised that their flirting was starting to get a bit too intense. A bit too close. ‘I need to get going. See you tomorrow. Bye, gorgeous.’
    The way she made a last fuss of the dog made it clear to Luke that the ‘gorgeous’ had been directed at the Labrador, not at him.
    Pity.
    He was definitely attracted to her. He thought it might even be mutual. But to act on that attraction would be the most stupid thing either of them could do. They were from different worlds. It would never work. And if it turned out that she, like Fleur, wanted something he most definitely couldn’t provide...
    Better not to start anything he couldn’t finish. ‘See you tomorrow,’ he said. And watched her walk away.
     

CHAPTER THREE
    J ESS ’ S ENTRY - PHONE rang at precisely seven-thirty. She buzzed her sister and best friend up, and met them at her front door with a hug.
    ‘Pizza,’ Shannon said, waving the box at her.
    ‘Wine, strawberries and ice cream,’ Carly added, handing over the pudding. ‘And we want to know everything .’
    ‘Food first.’ Jess shepherded them into the kitchen, where the table was already set, and put the strawberries in the fridge and the ice cream in the freezer.
    Carly poured the wine. ‘So how was it?’
    ‘Fine.’
    ‘Brave face fine, or really fine?’ Carly persisted.
    ‘Really fine,’ Jess reassured her with a smile.
    ‘So tell us all about it. What’s it like, working on a film set? Did you see anyone famous?’ Carly asked.
    ‘Set rules—everything’s confidential. So I can’t tell you that much about it,’ Jess warned.
    ‘Confidential. Just like your old job,’ Shannon said wryly.
    No. Because this time Jess wasn’t getting involved. And nobody was going to get hurt. Working on a film set was nothing like being a police officer, apart from her work having to be confidential. There were no thugs with loaded guns to face, for starters. It wasn’t life or death. ‘Not quite. Everyone I worked with was nice.’
    She couldn’t tell Carly and Shannon everything about Luke McKenzie—if she told them about Baloo, she knew they’d both suggest immediately that she should move to a flat that allowed animals and give the Labrador a home. But she was looking forward to their reaction to her little surprise. ‘As for anyone famous... You have to keep this totally confidential, OK?’
    ‘Promise. Cross our hearts,’ they chorused, following up with the actions.
    ‘Good.’ She fetched the cardboard envelopes and handed them over. ‘These are for you.’
    She watched the expressions on their faces as they opened the envelopes and took out the signed photographs. Surprise turned to disbelief and then delight—and then the pair of them hugged her half to death.
    ‘Oh, my God. You met Luke McKenzie! I can’t believe it. My little sister just met the most gorgeous man in the world. What’s he like?’ Carly asked.
    ‘Complicated,’ Jess said. ‘When I first met him—well, he was being Mr Big Shot Actor.’
    ‘But he’s always so nice in interviews,’ Shannon said, looking disappointed.
    ‘He got a bit nicer