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“Doesn’t it, though? Doesn’t it mean everything?”

“No, it doesn’t, Jessica.” She turned suddenly. “Loving someone doesn’t mean anything if you lie to the person you love—lie to the whole world about how you feel about them.”

“Believe me, I couldn’t hate myself more for what I did when we were together… and that’s one of the reasons I love you so much. You make me a better person, Amelia.”

She looked down, some of the anger dropping from her voice. “Well, you’re welcome, I guess.”

Outside the limo, a crowd was gathering, but thankfully they couldn’t see us through the tinted windows.

“I understand if you’ll never forgive me, but I want to prove to you that I’ve changed. I’m going to announce that I’m quitting acting tonight.”

“What?” She looked up suddenly, eyes going wide.

“I want you to know that I’m done with pretending. All of it. Forever.”

“Holy shit.” She barely breathed the words.

Photographers were setting up cameras, snapping shots of the stolen limo. The crowd pressed tight around the car. Suddenly, all my hesitation left me and I knew what I had to do.

“Hey!” I shouted as I rolled the window down. “I just want to announce that I am officially retiring from acting. Real Love will be the last film I ever make.

“What are you doing?” Amelia gaped at me before squirming over the divider, into the back seat to tackle me to the floor of the limo.

The mob outside went wild, people shouting questions over one another, cameras sticking into the window to photograph us. Amelia reached up and hit the button to shut the window. I guess we were both acting a little crazy.

“I need you to know that if you give me a second chance, it’s going to be for real.” I squeezed my arms around her. It felt so good to have her this close again.

“Jessica… I…” Amelia’s expression was so conflicted. She moved her mouth wordlessly a few more times before finally uttering, “I’m so in love with you and I have no idea what to do about it.”

“Just give me one more chance,” I begged. “I promise I’ll treat you the way you deserve.”

She couldn’t seem to form any more words, so she just kissed me. Hard.

“Oh God, I love you so much.” I grabbed her by the neck and pressed her lips to mine. Months of desire poured out into my kiss, and I felt the longing returned by Amelia’s lips. I ran my hands down her body, up her shirt, feeling her soft skin and toned muscle.

Amelia moaned into my mouth. Our breath steamed, fogging the windows. I didn’t care who was outside. I needed her. I’d needed her for months.

She pulled my dress above my waist and I heard the seams tear from the sudden motion. I would be a mess when we finally emerged from the limo, but I wasn’t thinking about that. My mind was completely focused on Amelia’s confession as I kissed down her neck, leaving lipstick stains all over her white shirt collar. Everything about her body was perfect and I couldn’t believe this was really happening.

I slid her pants down her thighs, finding her wet heat and stroking her until she was moaning my name. Jesus, that sounded good on her lips. Her nails raked down my back as I slid a finger inside her, groaning out with all the aching need I’d kept pent up for months.

She grabbed me tight, pressing her lips to mine as she gasped out,“Fuck, Jessica.” She was panting, cheeks red, lips raw. “I missed you so much.”

Everything around us disappeared as we touched one another’s bodies with unquenchable urgency in a blur of gasped moans, flushed lips, heaving chests. My lips on her peaked nipples. Her hands in my hair. Our bodies pressed together like we could never be close enough.

The moment was perfect.

Until the police sirens filled the air.

“What the hell?” Amelia shot up, the moment broken.

I let out a groan of annoyance, but couldn’t help laughing. “Well, you did steal a car. I’m not sure what you expected.”

“Fuck.” She lay back down covering her face with her hands. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What was I thinking?”

“Hey, don’t worry about it.” I pulled her pants back up quickly. “You were just acting the part of a crazy celebrity.”

“I thought we were done with acting.” She let a small smile spread across her face.


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