Glitz, Glitter & Fame: An Anthology-treat yourself this New Year’s Day Only .99 live on the 1st #newrelease #hollywoodromance

Between several releases over the last few months, the holidays, work, maintaining a newsletter, and trying to write new material, it seems I’ve neglected my blog.  Oops!  I have a story in this awesome anthology releasing tomorrow!

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I hope everyone had an enjoyable, healthy Christmas and I wish everyone a Happy New Year.  

This anthology features thirteen short stories about the Glitz, Glitter & Fame of Hollywood.  My story Only in Hollywood was so much fun and came so easy to me.  I am positive I will continue their story.

Blurb:

Billie Jo’s parents surprised her with a dream vacation during college break, a summer in Hollywood with her cousin.  Being mistaken as Cruz Noble’s hired stress relief wasn’t in her job description when she accepted the part-time assistant job at the studio her cousin works for.  Their first introduction was a horribly awkward misconception on his part, but Cruz not only wants to make it right, he wants Billie Jo.  With zero interest in movie stars and their larger than life existence, can Hollywood’s biggest star get the girl in real life?

Let’s see if an excerpt will interest you.

Billie Jo was thrilled beyond anything else in her life when her parents bought her a plane ticket to spend the summer with her cousin in Los Angeles before entering her senior year of college. She had never even been on a plane.

Billie Jo always envied her older cousin. Not only did Sarah get out of Alabama, but she managed to become a sought-after makeup artist to some of the biggest names in Hollywood. Though Billie Jo didn’t come out there to work, Sarah pulled some strings and got her a part-time position as an assistant, basically a go-for girl. Her mom wouldn’t be happy when she found out she took a job on her supposed dream vacation. She knew her mom and stepdad must have saved for months and wanted her to enjoy her summer before graduation, but she liked to stay busy.

They came in early so Sarah could set up, and since Billie Jo knew she shouldn’t enter any dressing rooms once the stars arrived unless requested, she went ahead to cross a few of her duties off her daily tasks. As she backed up and turned around to leave the room, she ran right smack into the big, tight chest of Cruz Noble. Stunned, embarrassed, and with her nose hurting, she didn’t move. Her nose still against his shirt, she breathed him in. He smelled fantastic.

“Little early in the day, aren’t we? Maybe that’s not a bad thing, try something different,” he spoke in a deep, toe-curling voice. How long she would continue to stand there, sniffing his chest, she didn’t know. Forever. Cupping her chin in his warm fingers, he tilted her head up, making her look into his sultry blue eyes. She trembled, imagining him gazing at her like that after a session of wild sex. “Aren’t you a cute li’l thing. I can think of several other places to put your face, darlin’.”

He grinned at her and her knees weakened. Lowering his hand from her face to her elbow, he guided her back into his room. So shaken over him finding her in his room, it barely registered that he had closed the door behind her. She stood in the middle of his dressing room… with him.

“Alright, babe, down on your knees,” he directed. She did as told. He stepped from beside her, walked around and stood in front of her, his hand clasped around his condom-covered cock. It happened so fast she didn’t have time to react. Tapping her lips with the tip, her mouth fell open.

“Cruz, here is the scene change… oh good lord. What the hell? Why didn’t you just leave her at your place?” A pretty woman entered the room with papers, which she held up in front of her face, shielding her eyes from the sight in front of her.

Billie Jo stayed as she was, Cruz’s dick resting on her lower lip. Their eyes met again, and she sucked in her breath, some shared understanding between them, which both terrified and thrilled her.

If this wasn’t awkward enough, Sarah rushed through the doorway in a panic and ran into the pretty woman.  Cruz’s assistant or agent Billie Jo guessed. “Kate, I can’t find… Billie Jo!” she hollered.

Cruz and Billie Jo tore their eyes away from each other to look at the two women who had interrupted their… what exactly did they interrupt? Sarah rushed to Billie Jo, grabbing her arm. “Get up… get up. Gee, you haven’t been in L.A. three days. How am I going to explain this?” she uttered.

Making no attempt to shield his exposed private parts, Cruz spoke in a controlled, nonchalant tone. “I’m thinking this is a misunderstanding of some type?”

Moving in front of Cruz, Kate responded, “Yes, Cruz. I do believe this is a huge misunderstanding.” Waving her hand downward, indicating he needed to put away his displayed member, she scolded him in a failed attempt to lower her voice. “If I was going to change your schedule, you would be the first to know.”

Leading Billie Jo from the room, Sarah led her back toward the set. “What was that? I can’t believe this. Mom promised me you wouldn’t be any trouble. This is bad…very, very bad.”

It may have looked very, very bad, but Billie Jo didn’t feel bad or ashamed. Which made absolutely no sense.

“What was that?” Sarah asked, pushing Billie Jo down the hallway.

A smile the size of the Grand Canyon plastered across her face, Billie Jo responded with the only answer that entered her mind. “I do believe I was about to give him a blowjob. Or do they call it something different out here in California?” She didn’t intend to come off bitchy, but she couldn’t make heads or tails out of what just happened either.

Guiding her into the women’s bathroom, Sarah spun Billie Jo to face her. “I think… I think…” She burst into a hysterical fit of laughter. Billie Jo joined. They stood there together and laughed for a solid five minutes. Each time one would start to say something, more hoots erupted between them. Swiping away the tears from under her eyes, Sarah tried again. “How the heck did that happen?”

Shrugging, Billie Jo gave her honest answer. “He found me in his dressing room. He told me to kneel, I did. I don’t know why. It felt right. Like it was the only option…as weird as that sounds. I didn’t know he pulled his… his… out, though, until it met my lips.”

Sarah’s body shook with her attempts to repress additional laughter. “Okay, let me get this straight. He didn’t ask who you were? He instructed you to get to your knees, and you did?” Sarah raised an eyebrow.

“I know. I know. It was something in his voice.”

“Um, no, it was something in… well… out of his pants,” Sarah giggled. “The countless number of females who would love to have been in that situation. If you think you can practice a l’il more self-control and refrain from having all the other stars in the film whip out their genitals in your presence, we need to get to work.” Swinging the door open, she left the bathroom, with Billie Jo on her heels.

“That’s not it. I’m not someone who gets all gaga over some star and certainly not to the point of casual sex. Or casual fellatio,” she giggled. “I mean Cruz is hot enough. Smoldering. He smells fantastic, too. But the way he sounded… the way he said it.”

Rounding a corner, Sarah quickened her pace. “Yeah, yeah. You’re lucky I don’t have to work on him today. I’m trying to build my client list, not dwindle it. A conversation with Cruz Noble about this morning would undoubtedly affect my quality of work,” she assured.

The more she thought about it, the more mortified Billie Jo became. The last thing she wanted was to cause trouble for her cousin. “I was instructed to check his fridge and restock before he got on set. He wasn’t supposed to find me in there. I hope I don’t see him any today… or ever.”

***

Kate slammed the door, then faced him, her cheeks the color of a tomato. “What the hell, Cruz? The studio is trying to woo Sarah to work for them exclusively, and you get a hold of her cousin on her first day…with your pants down.” She paced the room, her heels clicking across the tiled floor.

Plopping himself on the couch, Cruz wished some man would get hold of Kate and release at least some of that pent-up frustration. She worried too much, and he feared she might suffer a stroke or something before she turned forty. “My pants weren’t down, Kate.”

She huffed, “You know what I mean.”

“Last thing I heard from you about my lack of trustworthy females to burn off some sexual energy with was that you were sending someone over. A pretty little discreet thing, you mentioned. I thought she was it.”

Jutting out her chin, Kate’s head bobbed as she enunciated her words as if she were speaking to a child. “Nooo… I believe you know me better than to think I would send someone without confirming it with you first.”

His laugh echoed through the room. “Hey, she looked to be exactly what I requested. And then some.”

Throwing her hands in the air, Kate cautioned, “Cruz, she’s some college girl who’s never been out of Alabama. You probably scared the poor thing to death.” Then her mouth fell open and she gasped, “What if she decides to file a sexual harassment claim. Oh no! I can see it now all over social media.”

Running his fingers through his light brown signature locks, he chastised her. “That’s enough, Kate. Don’t forget I was born and raised in Mississippi. Trust me, that l’il hottie wasn’t frightened in the slightest.” He saw something in that sweet thing’s big green eyes he hadn’t seen in a long time. He saw confidence, understanding, and submission. Those three qualities in the perfect balance, complementing each other, were a rare treasure.

Kate’s hand shook when she reached out to hand him the notes on the scene change. It made him feel bad. Sure, she walked around with her nose in the air having everyone believe she was unfeeling and unflappable, but he knew better.

Though the day consisted of sitting down with the star bitch actress and reading lines, he didn’t want his mind trailing off concerned with Kate. “Kate, I’ll apologize to her. I’ll make it right,” he insisted. He knew dang well, though, that the beauty on her knees earlier didn’t want an apology. Her wants went a lot deeper than that. This day looked much brighter than when his alarm woke him ninety minutes earlier from a sound sleep.

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iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1309435369

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