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The corners of his eyes crinkle even though he’s trying to contain his smile. “You’d be okay with that, huh?”

I throw my arms around his neck, rising onto my tiptoes. “Shut up and kiss me already.”

After Keanu made sure I was properly awakened, we headed downstairs to eat breakfast. But I see my phone on the coffee table and the blissful love bubble bursts, pricked by reality.

“What’s the matter, babe?”

“I’m afraid to check my messages. I might have been fired by my agent.”

“Shit. He was the silver-haired man in the sharp suit, wasn’t he?”

“Yes, and the other guy was Aaron Jones.”

Keanu looks stricken. “Do you really think your agent would fire you?”

I take a deep breath. “Maybe. I’d better rip the Band-Aid off and find out.”

No surprise, there are several missed calls from Bobbi, and one from Gene. It was from his personal cell phone, and he called a couple of hours after the restaurant incident. Bobbi also sent me a text asking me to call him ASAP.

“I’m surprised Bobbi didn’t show up last night.” Keanu goes straight to the espresso machine.

“Yeah, me too.”

I call Bobbi first because I need to know what I can expect from Gene.

“Leigh, you’re alive. You had me worried sick.”

“I’m fine, Bobbi.”

“Wait. Where’s Leigh, Keanu?”

“It’s not Keanu. It’s me. I’ve gotten my body back.”

There’s a pause, and I can only imagine the look on Bobbi’s face. “For real?”

“Yes, so far, so good. But we can talk about that later. Give it me to straight, Bobbi. Is Gene still representing me?”

“Of course he is. You didn’t listen to my voice messages?”

“No. What happened after we left the restaurant?”

“That piece-of-shit Lawrence took off after threatening to press charges against you, a fact that didn’t bother either Gene or Aaron in the least.”

“Shit.” I pinch the bridge of my nose.

Keanu glances at me, concern on his face. Perhaps I should have put the call on speaker.

“So, do I still have a shot at starring in Aaron’s movie?”

“The part is yours if you want it.”

I gasp. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah. He was so impressed that you stood up to that motherfucker, he was salivating to cast you right then.”

“Oh my God. I can’t believe it.”

Keanu comes over, his brows furrowed and his eyes troubled. Poor guy. He has no idea I’m freaking out for good reasons.