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Grant
I’d been working my ass off ever since my return to California. I’d removed both Eva and Jemma from my life and hired my own live-in help. After that, I began focusing on getting my body into the best shape possible, considering my new limitations, and being a great dad for sweet little Scout.
As I’d expected, Hollywood had shunned me––especially once Eva publicly announced the break-up.
I was lucky to have plenty of money saved to tide me over. I could probably survive off my movie residuals without ever working another day. I’d just have to figure out a new way to keep my mind and body active.
My plan had been to liquidate my life in California and move to the picturesque little burg in Coastal Maine that had forever changed me. I could live a low-key, happy life there, and
