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“We wouldn’t miss it,” Marcie gushes. “You look amazing.”

“Oh, you have to meet Dean and Sasha,” Jules adds, finishing her drink and hustling away.

I cast a questioning look at Marcie.

“Dean, our brother? We mentioned him,” she explains.

“Yes, I remember now. Sorry. So many names,” I laugh. “And Sasha is your sister, right?”

She shakes her head. “No, that’s Amber, but she’s in New York. Sasha is one of our friends—and Dean’s biggest crush,” she whispers with a wink. “Hey, guys, this is Jane, Colton’s fiancée.”

I turn around to see the pair approaching. Sasha is drop-dead gorgeous. The kind of girl who’s flawless, with blonde hair cascading down her back and the body of a model. Normally, I immediately get defensive if a girl is this pretty, but her kind eyes make that impossible. Dean shares the good looks that seem to run in the Rosemont family. He’s tall with brown hair and twinkling hazel eyes. When he holds his hand out, he offers a winning smile, and a dimple appears on his left cheek.

Of course, that dimple only makes me think of Colton, and like a magnet drawn to its other half, my eyes land on him across the room. He’s engaged in conversation with Jo and Léon Rosemont, laughing. His dimples are on full display.

I force myself to look away. “Nice to meet you too,” I say, shaking both their hands. We chat a little, and I learn that Sasha is indeed a model. We talk about nothing and everything, and after a while, I start to relax. They’re truly a nice bunch, and I’m lucky to have met them.

“Oh,” Marcie says, taking me by the arm. “There’s someone I want you to meet. She’s a director who’s done a lot of TV shows and movies. You’ll like her. Come on.”

She whisks me away, and we stop next to a woman in her mid-forties with dark-brown hair.

“Amelia, hi!” Marcie says, and the woman turns around.

“Marcie, how are you?” She leans in for an air kiss.

“Good,” Marcie says. “I wanted to introduce you to my friend, Jane Myers.” She lays a hand on my shoulder. “Jane, this is Amelia Brown.”

“Nice to meet you,” I say, shaking her hand.

“Likewise,” she croons with a twinkle in her eye.

“Jane here is Colton’s fiancée, and the person behind this event. But she’s also an actress, so I figured you’d have a lot in common,” Marcie says.

“Oh, really?” Amelia asks as Marcie walks away. “Anything I might have seen?”

“I did a couple of commercials, and a play two summers ago. The Last of Us.”

“Oh yes, directed by Evan Crowe, right?”

“Yeah.” I nod, surprised that she knows him. He’s not a bigshot Hollywood director by any means. But I guess in this business, everyone knows each other.

“Are you looking for work right now?” she asks, studying me. “With the wedding coming up, and now the charity, I’m guessing you have your hands full. But if you are on the lookout, I might have something for you to audition for.”

My eyes widen. “Really? I mean, of course. It’d be an honor to audition for you. What’s the part?”

“You have the perfect physique for our main role. We’ve been having a hard time casting her part. The story follows Ashley, a thirty-something girl who just lost her mother, whom she was very close to. On her deathbed, her mom tells her about the one dream she didn’t realize—her only regret—to go on that cross-country road trip she planned when she was young. Ashley decides to embark on the trip as a way to honor her mother’s last wishes, and in hopes of finding herself again. Along the way, she’ll heal her grieving heart and find true love in the process.”

“It sounds like a great narrative. I’d be honored to audition.” I keep my tone calm and professional, but inside, I’m jumping for joy.

“Fantastic. Here’s my card,” she says, opening a card holder in her jumpsuit pocket. “Send me your head and body shots by email along with your resume. My assistant will contact you for the audition.”

“Thank you,” I say, squeezing the card tight. “Enjoy your night, and thank you again for coming.”

I want to let out a little squeal or jump in place, but I stay perfectly still, like it’s just a normal evening, and I didn’t just score an audition for a main role in a major Hollywood production. Finally, things are turning around for me.

Colton

This night has been a success so far, and it’s now time for me to give my speech. Jane refused to come with me on stage. It seemed like a given since she organized the entire thing, but she insisted. Instead, she’s standing at the front of the crowd with the Rosemonts.

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