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

“I believe you may have offended Anson by not showing up for breakfast.” Parker waved a hand. “He made quite an elaborate spread. I think he likes you.”


“I don’t need to be catered to,” John said, lowering the laptop screen, and smiling when Parker frowned at the gesture. “I can take care of myself.” “Oh, yes, right. Of course you can.” Parker chuckled. “How didyou sleep, anyway? Well?”


John gritted his teeth. “Very well. Thank you.”


“And there you go gritting your teeth again, John.” John flinched when Parker reached forward and brushed his fingertips over John’s jaw line. He glared openly at Parker’s smirk. “Stop touching me.”


Chapter 12