Hollywood & Vine by Olivia Evans
In the land of Hollywood, bright lights cover lies, truths hide in shadows, and the lives of the rich and famous are illusions created by smoke and mirrors.
When costume designer Josie Bane first lays eyes on Anders Ellis, she hates him instantly. Conceited and arrogant, he’s the epitome of a Hollywood playboy. So it’s much to Josie’s dismay when he becomes the star of her sexual fantasies.
Never expecting to see him again, she gives in to her desires for a night she’ll never forget. However, Josie soon learns that life is full of surprises. When their paths cross again, sparks fly. With three little words, Anders changes everything.
He’s after one thing.
She refuses to give it to him… again.
When Josie realizes she’s falling for a man that will never let her in but refuses to let her go, she must decide if the risk is worth the reward.
With a relationship shrouded in secrets and outside forces poised to tear them apart, did they ever stand a chance? Before the smoke clears and the curtain falls, Josie and Anders must distinguish between what’s fact and what’s fiction in a place where the truth is never black and white.
“Did I mention this place is a shit hole?” Anders moved to the bed and fell on it, his sigh over-the-top and dramatic.
“Yes, I think you might have mentioned that somewhere between get naked and straddle my face.”
Anders chuckled and turned toward Josie. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“Want to tell me what this place has done to make you pout like a five-year-old?”
“I’m not pouting. I just have certain expectations, and when those expectations aren’t met, it pisses me off.”
“And those expectations would be?” Josie trailed off, rolling her wrist in the air. She was far more amused by his antics than she should be.
“Food. I wanted dinner in my room, but that’s not possible after the kitchen closes. So I either eat whatever nasty, stale shit is in the vending machines or go to the dining area and eat whatever nasty, stale shit is in there.”
Josie’s lip twitched as Anders’ face twisted with annoyance. She fake coughed and mumbled, “High maintenance.” Leaning over the side of the bed, she grabbed her shirt and slipped it on before shimming into her panties. She ignored the way Anders watched her with narrowed eyes as she hopped off the bed and crossed the room. Digging through her bag, she pulled out a granola bar and tossed it on Anders’ bare chest. “This isn’t stale or nasty. Dinner is served.” She bowed at the waist and swept her arm out wide with a flourish.
“Does it get exhausting?” Anders ripped the wrapper from the granola and took a bite.
“Does what get exhausting?”
“Being a smart-ass all the time.”
Josie moved to the bed and snatched the granola bar away. Breaking off a huge piece, she popped it into her mouth and shrugged. “I don’t know. Does being an asshole ever get exhausting for you?”
“I’m not an asshole.”
“And I’m not a smart-ass.”
“You’re impossible.” Anders huffed and snagged the remainder of the bar.
“It seems we at least have that in common.”
“We’ve got to start somewhere, right?”
Olivia Evans is a dreamer by day, writer by night. She’s obsessed with music and loves discovering new bands. Traveling the world and watching the sun set in every time zone sounds like heaven to her. A true Gemini, she follows her heart blindly and lives life to the fullest with her husband, son, and friends. Her other loves are: Chuck Taylors, Doc Martens, concert tees, gangster movies, sports, wine, craft beer and her shih tzu’s.
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