The Pretending Plot (Caught Up In Love: The Swoony New Reboot of the Contemporary Romance Series Book 1) by Lauren Blakely

Author:Lauren Blakely [Blakely, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little Dog Press
Published: 2020-02-13T18:30:00+00:00

13

Sutton

That afternoon, I wrapped up my latest round of calls to agents, requesting callbacks for a part in a TV show. Thanks to my reputation, a premium cable network had contracted me for one of its racier shows about a cadre of Los Angeles party girls who travel to New York City for a bachelorette weekend. The girls go to an invite-only strip club—as one does—for its “Parade of Firemen” night. My task was to find five smoking hot actors who could be the best “firemen” in New York City.

I’d known immediately which of my favorites I wanted to see, but I always liked to give new blood a chance too. Last week I’d spent an afternoon flipping through photos, watching demo reels, and calling the top agents for their input on a few rising stars to mix in. The result had been a visual fiesta at the audition, and though the whole crew had been top-notch, I’d picked the best of the bunch for a callback.

The agents I called today for second looks squeed and oohed and ahhed, and this was one of my favorite parts of the job—delivering good news. I could either be Santa bringing coal, or Santa bringing gifts, and I’d much rather get to be a Santa who brings a bulging bag of opportunity to hungry actors.

“Great. So the producers will look forward to seeing Joe tomorrow afternoon,” I said brightly to Erin, an agent I knew well.

“And Joe will look forward to seeing the producers again,” Erin replied. “Also, thanks for the candy sushi. I thought about sharing it with some of my colleagues, but as soon as I finished thinking that, it was all in my belly.”

I laughed. “For next week’s special, the shop owner is offering grapefruit macarons. I’m pretty sure if anyone can make a grapefruit sing, it’s this baker.”

“Interesting. That flavor profile would be unexpected. But so would a singing grapefruit,” Erin said, and I could hear the wink in her voice.

We wrapped up our conversation, and as I hung up the phone, my mind drifted briefly to grapefruit. Reeve’s favorite food. Such an unusual choice, but yet one he seemed committed to. Never met a grapefruit he didn’t like, he said. I amused myself imagining how I could put his love to the test—a grapefruit pizza, a grapefruit sandwich, a grapefruit wedge on a bottle of beer.

I caught myself chuckling, and it occurred to me that even the simplest, silliest thoughts of Reeve made my heart dance.

My focus needed to be on work, not grapefruits and a gorgeous man and whether or not he might like the citrus in a macaron.

I was about to call one more agent when my cell rang. My first thought was that it might be Reeve. But he had no reason to call me before Friday afternoon. And why did I feel like a cocktail of nerves and hope at the possibility it might be my fake fiancé?

But the number was private.

“Sutton Brenner here.”

“Good afternoon, Sutton.

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