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“You’re hiding.” Kayla glared into her mirror, and hated the miserable pale face staring back at her. “You’re a coward. I’m ashamed of you! Even when you lost Patrick and Sean, you didn’t run away and bury your head in the sand this way.”
The script hut swallowed her angry voice, and left her feeling empty and grim.
“This can’t continue,” she warned her reflection, and scowled when it grimaced back at her. “He’s an ordinary man. It was just a simple, friendly good night kiss, not a r****t’s attack! There is absolutely no reason for you to be cowering in here like a frightened child, when you should be out there enjoying the filming!”
No reason…except that Alex Matthews was not an ordinary man. And that ‘simple, friendly good night kiss’ had ignited an instant response in her that sh
