before her brain cou

rther's chest and pushed herself backward. She bro

them from shaking. She forced

the pockets of his tailored trousers. His moveme

g to meet his eyes. She dug her

voice was perfectly flat, a t

dropped from her eyes down to her blood-red lips. He stared

ce was low, a physical rumble in

ach. Katy swallowed the lump in her throat. She forced

hallway. Two stagehands carrying a ladd

ed her weight, leaning closer to the wall, creating

ove away. A dark sha

of the hallway. It was a perfectly polite, gentlem

gratitude. She took a step fo

sical distance between them van

n. His mouth brus

looks beautiful on

her ear and rushed down her neck. Her brain scr

ooked him in the eye, her

g the stagehands could hear. "Your per

row. He looked bored

ying the safe distance she had created. He

r said softly, his tone perfectly polite but layered wi

de. Her heart slamm

ack, her voice shaking slightly. "I don't

rk laugh. The sound vibr

eyes were intense, stripp

e sworn I heard Mr. Vance joking earlier that the

face. Her fingertips went comp

the Twitter account? Did

op her hands from shaking. She forced

dibly arrogant

looked at her. The intensity

m, muttering apologies for tak

ouchable Best Actor. He gave the crew a polite nod. H

ched his broad shoulders d

ll. She pressed her hand against her chest, feeling

oking. He had

skirt. She locked her jaw and

lass of champagne. Her hand shook so violently the liq

r, Arther was still standing there. He watched her walk