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office the next day.
    “I wanted to talk to you about Mac Harrison,” Claudia said by way of kicking off the conversation.
    Grace started in her seat and tried to will away the blush that she could feel rising into her cheeks. There was no way that Claudia was about to tell her to stop using him as her convenient virtual stud. No one could know what she’d been doing in the privacy of her apartment last night. No one.
    It didn’t stop her from blushing, however. Ducking her head, she pretended to have an itchy nose.
    “Right, Mac Harrison. The actor who plays Kirk on the show,” she said, fumbling for time.
    Claudia gave her an odd look and Grace winced mentally. Probably pretending to not be familiar with one of the show’s biggest stars was not the smartest way to appear natural.
    “Yes. That Mac Harrison,” Claudia said dryly. “What did you think of the blocks he directed recently?”
    Grace blinked a few times, trying to work out where this conversation was going. Mac had directed two five-episode blocks since he’d put up his hand to step behind the camera. Both had been good — inventive, interesting, tight.
    “Does he want to do more?” she hedged.
    “His agent has approached me. You still haven’t answered my question.”
    Grace fiddled with the hem of her 1950s-era sundress. “They were good, strong. He brought a lot of energy to it,” she said honestly.
    Claudia smiled. “I’m glad you liked his work. He’s a big fan of your scripts, too. It’ll make the whole process much smoother.”
    Grace frowned, feeling as though she’d just missed something very important.
    “Um, what process?” she asked hesitantly.
    “Well, you’re writing the script for our feature-length wedding episode,” Claudia explained.
    “Yessss,”
Grace said slowly, beginning to see the yawning chasm that loomed before her.
    “And he’s going to direct it.”
    Grace’s whole body went hot, then cold.
    “You’ll have to work closely with each other — he’ll be on light duties on-set and we’ll get in an extra body to take over some of your usual workload so you can do reconnaissance with him for location shoots and anything else that’s necessary. I want this to be the best wedding the
Boulevard
has ever done,” Claudia said with determination.
    “Right. The best,” Grace repeated numbly.
    She felt blindsided. For twelve months, she’d used Mac Harrison as the personification of all her sexual desires. She’d had sex with him in her mind a hundred different ways, cried his name out as she climaxed, gone to sleep with his image in her mind. All despite never having met the man.
    And now they were about to become each other’s shadows.
    Why did she feel as though she’d set herself up for the fall of a lifetime?

2
    M AC PULLED INTO the visitors parking slot at the
Boulevard
’s Santa Monica office and switched his ignition off. Instead of getting out of his car, however, he sat for a moment listening to the tick-tick-tick of his engine cooling.
    He was nervous. He felt like an idiot as soon as he admitted it to himself. It had been a long time since he’d felt the peculiar mix of adrenaline and expectation that was pumping its way around his body right now. He’d stopped being nervous about auditions roughly three years after he’d left his cushy, high-paying role on the show — that was about how long it had taken Hollywood to suck his hopes and dreams out of him. It was hard to feel nervous about something when you knew you didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of achieving it.
    He forced himself to acknowledge his feelings. Claudia Dostis was entrusting him with the most important episode of the year — a feature-length, stand-alone wedding episode that was supposed to knock everyone’s socks off. And she’d chosen him, a still-wet-behind-the-ears novice to direct it. When she’d called to tell him her decision a week ago, he’d thanked her, written down the appropriate details and