Beyond the Stars by Stacy Wise

Author:Stacy Wise [Wise, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Embrace, romance, new adult, Hollywood, Stacy Wise, actor, NA, opposites attract
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

I’m startled to see someone running up Jack’s driveway. Then I realize it’s him with a punching bag thrown over his shoulder. It must weigh at least fifty pounds. Scared I’ll hit him with my car, I leave a wide berth. God knows my spatial perception can’t be trusted after my sleepless night. I creep to a stop at the top of the driveway and watch him run back down as I step from my car. Shawn stands across the driveway. “Faster! Pick up your feet, slacker!”

I jog over to Shawn. He turns to me, wearing a conspiratorial grin. “Can you believe this guy?”

“What do you mean?”

“He’s a machine. I can push him harder than any of my clients.”

“Is he in a good mood today? He was scary pissed last night.”

He chuckles. “Yeah, I heard.”

My face burns. “What’d he say? Did it sound like he’s going to fire me?”

“Nah. I’m sure you’ll talk this morning.” Jack reaches the top of the driveway again, and Shawn claps with encouragement. “You got this, man. Two more times!”

Once he’s out of earshot, I whisper, “The thought of talking to him is making my stomach hurt.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re a cool girl. He knows that.”

I shade my eyes from the sun and gaze at him. “Thanks. That’s nice of you to say.”

“I call it like I see it. I liked you the second I met you.”

Jack returns, huffy and sweaty, and slams the bag to the ground. “Are we done?”

“We’re done. Good work.”

Jack leans forward and slaps his hands onto his knees, catching his breath. Without warning, he rips off his shirt, wiping the sweat from his face. Holy hell. His beautiful ripped stomach grabs my attention. It looks even tighter than when I saw him in his bright orange swim trunks. I turn away before he realizes I’m staring.

“Hi, Jessica.” His voice is tight, and my pulse quickens.

“Hi. Looks like Shawn killed you today,” I say, trying for casual.

“I needed it.” He takes a swig of water from his Sigg and dumps what’s left over his head. That would make a hot ad for Sigg water bottles. He turns to Shawn. “You outta here?”

“Yep. Now I’ve gotta go deal with a pop star who whines like a young girl. Oh yeah, she is a young girl.”

“Good luck, man. See you later.” He shakes water from his head and mops it with his shirt, easing next to me like a lion toying with his prey. I avoid looking at him. It’s like he knows his body will distract me. Maybe that’s his go-to—he parades his insane body in front of women before he dumps them. Or fires them, in my case.

He rolls his shirt and drapes it around his neck as we walk to the house. I want to grab it and forcefully shove it over his head.

“Last night sucked.” He eyes me, waiting for a response.

“Yeah. I agree.” My words come in a rush as I scurry in behind him. “You know I didn’t give her your number, right? She stole my phone—took it right out of my purse.

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