After one of his fans committed suicide, John lost everything: lover, confidence, drive. When he’s given a chance to get back on his feet, he’s happy to take it -- even if it's just writing an actor's biography. It might not be romance, or even fiction, but it's something, and there are worse people to work for than the charming, successful Parker Chase.<br><br>That doesn't mean working for Parker is easy, however. A staunch supporter of living for the moment, Parker goes against everything John believes in. He feels out of place in every moment of Parker's Hollywood life, stuck in a game of wits that at times seems almost contrived.

The Chase and the Catch

“Did you know they actually sold out?” Sam continued, eyes scanning the exterior of the vehicle as if he was seeing the city for the first time. “Jesse asked if I could get her and Lily tickets and no word of a lie, even your agent couldn’t get us any extras.”


Wait…John’s mind ticked off the seconds. Wait for it…“until the last minute—”


John turned into the pillow and whined. Almost…“like they always do when they need a favour—”


The car in front of them released its brakes, rolled forward several inches, and John followed suit, mumbling a curse. He hated driving in traffic. Despised it. “John, look!” The grin in Sam’s voice was contagious. Don’t look, he told himself. As if that would work. As if that could somehow make it stop. As if anything, anywhere, could ever make it stop.


Chapter 9