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stuck in the opening between the Jet Way and the airport and she swung her beige purse over her head and around her slender body so she could use both hands to tug it free.
    Ed had just moved to help her when with one good pull—while an airline attendant pushed from the other side—the bag broke free and she stumbled backward and right into his arms.
    “Are you okay?” He asked while at the same time some part of his brain registered that she was deceptively lightweight.
    She nodded and Ed bit back a laugh as she looked up at him with raccoon eyes. What he could only assume was once mascara was now nothing more than perfect black circles around lovely hazel green eyes.
    “Thanks for your help.” She glance at his
Amelia Young
sign and jerked away from his loose hold. “I got it from here.” With a brief but devastating smile the little hobo and her rainbow bag took off at a sprint.
    What the hell?
Ed’s long legs covered the distance quickly. “Amelia? Are you Amelia Young?”
    She shook her head and picked up the pace.
    “Amelia Young—the actress?” He tried again.
    “I think you got me mixed up with someone else.” Her sprint turned into a partial skip.
    This is ridiculous!
He grabbed her arm and stopped her in her tracks. “I’m Ed Bouchard. I’m the guy who hired you!”
    “Let go of me! I’m not who you’re looking for!”
    “Why are you lying? We both know you are!”
    “Let go of me!” She pushed at his chest as she struggled to get free but Ed’s hold instinctively tightened.
    “Not until you tell me what’s going on?!”
    With a heavy sigh she stopped struggling. “Look, I don’t know who this Amelia Young person is but it’s not me, okay?
    My husband is right outside that door.” She pointed at the sliding glass doors at the end of the long corridor. “And if you don’t let me go right now.” She reached into her purse and pulled out a cell phone. “I’m going to call him and he’s going to come in here and kick your ass.” And then she smiled that same beautiful smile she’d flashed him before. “Now we don’t want that, do we?”
    Quick as lightening Ed grabbed her cell phone and releasing her arm at the same time he spun away from her.
    “Give me back my phone!” She clawed at his arms and shoulder but being at least a foot taller than her Ed found it easy to hold her back.
    He quickly checked the recent calls on the phone. “I knew it! Terry Aames! I guess it’s just a coincidence that you’ve received calls from the agent I contacted to hire you?”
    “Give me back my phone!” He turned to face her and she snatched the phone out of his hand.
    “What’s going on? Why are you denying who you are? Is Amelia Young not your real name, or something? Because I don’t give a damn what you call yourself. But I don’t have all day to play these games with you. We need to get going!”
    “I’m not going anywhere with you!”
    It was too much. After the most stressful day of his life it was just simply too much. “I don’t know what kind of game you and Terry have cooked up but I hired an actress! And dammit! I’m going to get an actress!” He went to reach for her arm again but this time she must’ve anticipated that move because she stepped out of his reach before he could get a grip on her. Instead he grabbed the handle of her suitcase and pulled.
    Holding the other end of the handle she pulled back. “Let me go!”
    “No! You’re coming with me!”
    Right there in the busy airport corridor with passengers from all walks of life moving to and from their destinations all around them the pair tussled over the raggedy suitcase like their lives depended on it.
    In his peripheral vision Ed could see a security guard running in their direction but he didn’t care. Somehow in the past few seconds that sad little suitcase had come to represent everything that mattered and he had no intention of releasing his part of the handle. And neither did she.
    When it became