Giving in to temptation never felt so good!
Ruby Bell has put scandal and relationships behind her to forge a successful career in film. Then the talk of Hollywood himself, actor Devlin Cooper, strolls onto her Outback setâfired from his two previous movies, and looking decidedly tempting! The last thing Ruby needs is Dev making outrageous demands and causing her to question her âno romance at workâ ruleâ¦.
But whatâs a girl to do when Devâs taking her on a lavish date one moment, then calling âcutâ on their growing closeness the next? What exactly does he want with herâand whatâs causing the shadows behind those famous blue eyes? Now sheâs too intrigued to walk away....
WHY RESIST A REBEL?
âSo youâve met our new leading man.â
She spoke without thinking. âWho?â
There was a barely muffled laugh behind her.
The man. His knowing smile. The charisma that oozed from every pore.
Finally, finally, she connected the dots.
This was Paulâs latest drama. This was why sheâd been rushing back to the office.
They had a new leading man.
Sheâd just met him.
Sheâd just covered him in dirt and coffee.
Worst of allâsheâd just nearly kissed him.
And he didnât just have a passing resemblance to Devlin Cooper. A passing resemblance to a man who commanded double-digit, multi-million-dollar salaries and provided continuous tabloid fodder to the worldâs magazines and salacious television entertainment reports.
âYou can call me Dev,â he said, his voice deep and oh so intimate.
Oh.
My.
God.
ABOUT LEAH ASHTON
An unashamed fan of all things happily-ever-after, Leah Ashton has been a lifelong reader of romance. Writing came a little bit laterâalthough, in hindsight sheâs been dreaming up stories for as long as she can remember. Sadly, the most popular boy in school never did suddenly fall head over heels in love with her.â¦
Now she lives in Perth, Western Australia, with her own real-life hero, two gorgeous dogs and the worldâs smartest cat. By day she works in IT-land; by night she considers herself incredibly lucky to be writing the type of books she loves to read, and to have the opportunity to share her own charactersâ happily-ever-afters with readers.
You can visit Leah at www.leah-ashton.com.
This and other titles by Leah Ashton are available in ebook formatâcheck out www.millsandboon.co.uk.
For Annieâ
who has always been way cooler than her big sister and then went and worked in film, just to rub it in.
Thank you for your endless help and patience
as I researched this book. Any mistakes are mine.
Youâre awesome, Annie.
ONE
Ruby Bell estimated her phone rang approximately half a second before her brisk walk was rudely interrupted by an unfortunately located tuft of grass.
More fortunately, sheâd had the presence of mind to hold onto said phone during her less than graceful swan-dive onto the dusty paddock floor. A paddock that had once housed a significant number of sheep, but more recently had become the temporary home of a ninety-strong film crew. Thankfully this particular patch of paddock showed no evidence of sheep occupation.
But, at such close range, Ruby had also learnt that the paddock floor was: a) lumpy and b) hard.
âPaul,â Ruby said, wincing slightly as she lifted the phone to her ear. Still lying flat on her belly in the dirt, she shifted her weight in an unsuccessful attempt to avoid the patches of grass that prickled through the thin fabric of her T-shirt and the seeping warmth that had once been her half-drunk cardboard cup of coffee. Just slightly winded, Rubyâs voice was a little breathy, but otherwise she sounded about as efficient as always. Good. Sheâd built a successful career as a production co-ordinator that took her across the globeâregularlyâby being sensible, unflappable, no-nonsense Ruby. Tripping over her own feet couldnât even begin to rattle her.
âI need you back at the office,â Paul said, even more flustered than usual. âThereâs been a development.â
And that was itâheâd already hung up. Ruby knew it was impossible to interpret her producerâs urgent toneâit was quite possible the sky was falling, but about the same odds that one of the runners had simply screwed up his espresso again. Either way, Ruby needed to get her butt into gear.
âYou okay, Rubes?â
Ruby glanced up at the worried voice, squinting a little against the early afternoon sun. But, even mostly in shadowâor maybe because of itâthe very broad and very solid frame of Bruno, the key grip, was unmistakeable. Beside him stood a couple of the younger grips, looking about as awkward as they always did when they werenât busily carting heavy objects aroundâplus about half the hair and make-up department. Which made sense, given sheâd managed to come crashing to the ground right outside their trailers.