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were brought up. You don’t treat people unkindly, you have never
uttered a bad word about any woman you have been attached to in the press, and
you always talk highly of the people you work with. Those are rare qualities
anywhere, but especially in Hollywood.”
            “Were
you spoiled?” He didn’t want to talk about Ivy anymore. He wanted to know more
about Frankie.
            “I
wasn’t neglected. My parents worked hard, we lived in a decent neighborhood,
but it can be rough going to school with a bunch of really rich kids. I met
Shay and she made my life, at least back then, easier. I did have to tell her
that I was coming to this event tonight. I want you to know I did not tell her
I was coming here with you, but I just knew you were going to win and if she
caught sight of me on television and she didn’t know I was here, there would be
hell to pay come morning.”
            “So
did she see you?” he asked. He liked learning this stuff about her.
            “Yes,
she did. My phone was vibrating immediately. She saw me when you passed behind
me. I guess everyone did. I have e-mails from people I haven’t heard from in
years.”
            “What
did you say to them?” He closed his eyes for a moment and simply absorbed the
sound of her voice.
            “I
haven’t responded to anyone but my parents and Shay. They all knew I had
applied for this job. My parents were less than thrilled as you can imagine,
but Shay is about to burst through the phone and strangle me for not telling
her who I was assisting sooner.”
            “Why?”
he asked, but he already knew the answer.
            “Don’t
start fishing for compliments. You know very well why. She’s a fan.” Frankie
yawned. “Who isn’t?”
            “You’re
tired, too?” he asked. He was alert again. “We could skip the party if you’d
like.”
            “No, sir. No way.” She shook her
head. “If you don’t want to go I can send a text to your publicist and tell her
you sprained an ankle or something. I don’t have a say in the matter. I work for you. You make the orders, I follow
them.”
            He
looked at her. He bit his lower lip to keep from saying something he shouldn’t
say just yet. He decided to mess with her. He let out a sound of pain and
grabbed his shoulder. The action so sudden it startled her.
            “Are
you all right?” Frankie was off her side of the limo and next to him in a
flash. He was definitely all right. Her hand moved over him checking for
injury, seeking to feel what he felt.
            The
window between the driver and the back slid down. “Home, Jonas?”
            He
laughed out loud and sat up as she looked at him. “Please, Rob. Thanks.”
            Rob
had been his driver since he was a kid. He knew that yelp as it had gotten him
out of school more than once in his life. Not to mention away from a crazy
chick or two in his younger days.
            “You’re
not hurt at all.” Frankie dropped the statue in his lap.
            It
landed right on his crotch and the pain seared through him causing him to
instantly buckle over. “I am now.”
            “Sure
you are.” She folded her arms.
            “You
just cracked me in the nuts, Frankie. Trust me. It hurt.” He sniffed, fought
back a tear. It had been a long damn time since he’d felt that pain. The last
time was on a set and the action sequence was off causing a foot that should
have missed him to land right on.
            “Oh.”
She slid her hand across his back. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I just…you
scared me with that yelp and I thought this was an act too.”
            “Good
to know I’m proficient.” He winced.
            “What
can I do?” Frankie kept touching him. The pain subsided. He took several deep
breaths and closed his eyes.