Lucky Star
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila … floor. Or, in my case, in bed with my best friend, actor Cameron Scott. By morning, though, he was gone, and I was left with a wicked hangover and a healthy dose of regret.
I’ve tried avoiding him, but it’s hard when he’s the world’s biggest movie star and I work as the assistant to the director of his latest film. Now, the only thing worse than having to see him every day is watching him pretend to fall in love with his leading lady, a fauxmance the studio is only all too happy to promote.
Call me delulu, but I’ve always imagined Cameron’s declarations of love would be mine someday. Unfortunately, men like him don’t fall for women like me.
Until he does—and in a big, bold, romantic way, too. And that fairytale ending like you see in the movies? You’ll have to wait to find out.