For Lust Or Money

by Kate Hoffmann

• ISBN13: 9780373793600
• ISBN10: 037379360X
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2007-10-01
• Publisher: Harlequin

Summary

What would you do ifyouhit the jackpot?Cameraman Zach Haas had always wanted to make movies. And with his newfound wealth, his dream is finally within reach. Now all he needs is the inspiration. But when he meets gorgeous actress Kelly Castelle on the set of Just Between Us, he's more than inspired-- he's aching.Kelly practically melts when Zach steps out from behind the camera--the heat between them is searing. But he's ten years younger, tall, dark and and his lottery win means she can't even be his sugar mama! So there's no way their relationship can be anything but a reckless, best-sex-of-her-life fling.Or can it?

Excerpts

Kelly Castelle was in hell. At least, this was exactly whatshe imagined hell to be, minus all the traffic and the sidewalks and the buildings. She brushed a wayward strand of hair out of her eyes and dabbed at her damp forehead with her wrist. She'd had her share of awful jobs in the past, but this time, she truly believed she'd find Beelzebub behind the camera."Is it always so hot here?"The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror. "It's the middle of August, miss," he said. "And it's Atlanta. What did you expect?""Something a bit more like L.A.," she muttered. Back home it was warm, but she'd never experienced humidity like this. Her clothes clung to her skin and her hair had gone limp the moment she'd stepped off the plane. Wilted would barely do justice to the way she felt. And if she looked even half as bad as she felt, they'd fire her on the spot and hire another actressone who knew how to look crisp and composed in ninety-five-degree heat.Maybe this was all just a sign, Kelly mused. Just a week ago, she'd decided that it might be time to get out of Hollywood and show business and find a new life for herself. She'd worked on her acting career, first in New York and then in L.A., for nearly fifteen years and had nothing to show for it. Sure, she'd made a few guest appearances on TV series that had long been cancelled. She'd done some commercials and had a bit part in a cheesy horror movie. She'd even worked on a soap opera for two years before her character got killed off when a meteor fell on her trailer home. But she'd never been able to land a decent agent and she was fast approaching the age when no one would even bother calling her to read.Thirty-five. There were plenty of actresses who would kill to be her age again. But over the past couple of years, Kelly had heard her career clock ticking down. Women in Hollywood had a short shelf life and she was beginning to mold around the edges.Just last month, her agent had called to ask if she'd ever considered doing soft-core porn. Kelly would have fired Louise DiMarco on the spot had she not offered a national hemorrhoid commercial in the same breath. She'd turned them both down before Louise made casual mention of a small job in Atlanta, performing in a skit for the talk show Just Between Us.Though it didn't pay much, Kelly didn't care. It was a free trip to Atlanta and a night in a nice hotel and enough money to pay the grocery bill for a few more months. Desperate to get out of L.A., if only for a day or two, she'd jumped at the chance. Though this could hardly be called her big break, at least it wasn't soft-core porn.But was she fooling herself? A bit part in a six-minute skit on a talk show could hardly even be compared to a walk-on in a feature film with a third-rate director. She'd have to make some firm decisions about her future once she got back to L.A. For now, she'd just have to focus on doing the best job she could."Here we are," the driver said as he pulled up to the curb. "CATL studios. Need help inside with your bag?"Kelly shook her head and handed him a twenty from her purse. "No, I'm fine. Thanks."He waved his hand. "The fare is taken care of by the show. The tip, too."The driver popped the trunk and jumped out of the Town Car, then helped her out of the backseat. Kelly drew a deep breath and stepped out into the heat. She stared at the exterior of the studio, a modern mix of glass and redbrick. Silver letters, spelling out the call sign, gleamed in the noonday sun. She glanced down to see her bag sitting on the curb as the car