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smashingly.”
     
    The muscles of Breccan’s jaw ticked, but he didn’t say a word. I turned from him to Miranda’s assistant, my eyes widening a bit.
     
    Miranda continued. “This here is Chase, my right hand man. I swear I’d be completely lost without him. Chase, this is Breccan’s assistant, Cora.”
     
    He stood, coming over to shake my hand. I extended it, taking him in. He was tall, probably just over six feet, and was very what I called “California.” Tanned skin, toned muscles, a fantastic man-bun, and a beautiful face with strong, defined cheekbones and sparking green eyes. He could easily make it big in the modeling world. Hell, he might be trying to break into it with Miranda as a stepping stone. I could certainly see him on a runway.
     
    “It’s nice to meet you, Cora,” he smiled down at me. He had a sexy southern drawl that made me want to just sit and listen to him talk for hours.
     
    “You too,” I stammered out.
     
    Miranda crossed her legs, scooting closer to Breccan, who only stiffened momentarily before wrapping his arm around her. I couldn’t bare to look another minute. Miranda sighed in contentment, making my stomach churn, before addressing us again. “Cora, I’m going to need you and Chase to work together for a few days, coordinating Breccan and my upcoming appearances.”
     
    My eyes narrowed in confusion. “I wasn’t aware that you and Breccan had any upcoming appearances together.”
     
    Miranda’s face may not have given much away—probably too much Botox—but her eyes said plenty. The possessive vibe was practically oozing out of them. They may as well screamed, “He’s mine now, bitch.” 
     
    She nudged Breccan with her shoulder. “Breccs, don’t you keep your people up to speed? However are they supposed to do their jobs properly?”
     
    Breccan wouldn’t even look at me when he replied, “Chase will fill you in.”
     
    I didn’t move, my eyes fixed on Breccan for several long moments, almost daring him to face me. Give me something: regret, anger, hell I’d even take pain, but he never did, instead his focus solely on his phone. Realizing I wasn’t getting anywhere with Breccan, I turned to Chase. I may have wanted to strangle Breccan and slap the bitch right out of Miranda, but I still had a job to do until my contract was up next week and I would do it well for Simon’s sake. He trusted me, and I wouldn’t let my personal feelings reflect badly on my brother. He didn’t deserve it.
                 
    “Well, let’s get started then, shall we?” I led Chase into the office, ignoring Miranda’s giggles from the other room. I sat down at the desk and pulled out my tablet. “So…”  I didn’t even know where to begin, feeling completely out of the loop.
     
    “She can be a bit… much, huh?” Chase winked at me.
     
    “That’s one word for it. I might have chosen another.”
     
    He bellowed out a laugh, tearing me out of my funk and making me smile with him. “Everyone thinks she’s America’s sweetheart, but nothing could be farther from the truth, am I right?”
     
    I nodded. “So why work for her?”
     
    “Connections. This industry is crazy to try to break into. It’s all about who you know. And love her or hate her, she’s a good person to know.” He pulled his chair next to mine, so close our elbows were touching. “So, let’s get started, shall we?”
     
    It turned out that Miranda had somehow weaseled her way convincing the studio executives into letting her promote her next project—an off-Broadway play that had nothing at all to do with Breccan’s action flick—along side him.  This meant that the majority of Breccan’s press junkets would be a dual appearance, and several things needed rearranged in both of their schedules.
     
    Almost two hours later, Chase and I had hammered out the details of several upcoming TV appearances, had put in calls to over a dozen people, and coordinated both Breccan