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luck.” Brian winked at Becca before leaning down and kissing her on the top of the head. She felt the kiss all the way down to her toes and everywher e in between on its journey down south.
    Brian stood and started towards the pretty girl holding the clipboard in her hands, and Becca noticed how the girl’s dark-brown eyes widened and her face became flushed the closer that Brian got. Becca knew exactly what was happening. Brian was one of those guys who looked attractive from a distance, but his real appeal became evident when you got up close to him.
    When you could see the two tones of his mesmerizing eyes, the dark outline surrounding his lighter-brown irises. When you could fully appreciate the shape of his sensual lips. When you could smell him. Even before Becca’s unfortunate trip into not-so-friendly territories, she’d always loved the way Brian smelled. It was a heady combination of fresh, clean, and all male.
    From across the room, it was impossible to hear what Brian said to Clipboard Girl, but whatever it was had her giggling and flipping her blond ponytail behind her shoulder. Becca refrained from rolling her eyes, but only because she knew she had zero reason to be upset. It used to amuse her when girls got all giggly and flirty around Brian. It had made her proud, even, that her friend was so popular with the ladies. Now, amusement and pride had been replaced with irritation and jealousy.
    Lovely. Just lovely.
    After reaching into her purse, she pulled out the book she’d packed for her flight. The moment she touched it, she felt a little bit of the stress melt away. Books had always had that effect on her. They calmed her. Centered her.
    She opened the book to where the dog-eared page had kept her place and began to read. Her skin quivered beneath his touch as the Duke’s hand slid higher up her creamy thigh.
    Okay. Maybe this was neither the time nor the place to read her romance novel. Once she’d closed it, she placed it back in her purse. Frustration filled her. Reading was her escape. It always had been. When she’d started college, a friend of hers had recommended Erica Jong’s Fear of Flying . That had been her first romance novel, but it had not been her last.
    When she was lonely, sad, or stressed, books were there for her. Becca had always had a very vivid imagination, and if she was reading a good book, it was like the places described and the people in them became real to her. She lost herself in the words on the pages completely. But ever since her feelings had changed for Brian, every time she tried to lose herself in a story, she’d just end up casting herself as the heroine and Brian as the hero. Every. Single. Time.
    She couldn’t read. She couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t concentrate. She couldn’t tell her best friend what was going on.
    Something had to give.

Chapter Four

    “S o, you took a year off of school?”
    “Yeah,” Brian said, looking directly into the camera. When he’d first started going out on auditions, it had felt strange not to look at the person who was asking you the questions, but now he was pretty used to it. “It was supposed to be a semester, but it turned into a year.”
    “And you plan on returning to NYU this fall?” the casting director asked as she scanned the paperwork Brian had filled out.
    “That’s the plan.” Brian tried to sound as confident as he possibly could in that statement. He knew that being desperate or showing that he really wanted to book this was the fastest way to not get cast. Casting directors could smell that on people. From his brief experience in the industry, he’d learned that, more often than not, you booked things that you didn’t care about landing. Which, logically, made sense. Why would someone want to cast you if you seemed insecure and not confident?
    Just like in romantic situations, confidence was a turn-on and insecurity was a turn-off.
    “Why did you take a year off?” the CD, who’d introduced