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steps and grabbing his leg. “What the hell?”
    Josie yanked her shirt on and fastened her pants in a few quick, angry motions. “Why did I lie? Gee, maybe because needing to remind a guy we had sex isn’t at the top of my ‘fun things to do’ list.”
    Anders let go of his leg and straightened his back. The way she stared at him, her eyes blazing with anger and fists balled at her sides, made him want to strip her naked and fuck her senseless.
    “I’m sorry,” he murmured, holding his hands in front of him. “That was shitty of me. Let me make it up to you. I promise there’ll be no way either of us will forget this time.”
    “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Josie laughed, her expression incredulous. “I don’t know what shocks me more. Proposing we have sex so you can remember the last time or that you think for one second I would consider it.”
    “I remember,” he assured her, advancing toward her once more.
    “Now. You remember now. Tell me something, Anders, what’s my name?” Josie took two steps to the left and moved forward a little. Anders followed her movements with a sly smile on his face.
    “Ivy.”
    “No. My real name.”
    His pause made her laugh. He was such an asshole. “This is why you should stick to your no repeat rule, Mr. Ellis. There isn’t enough room in that self-absorbed head of yours to remember trivial things like the names of girls you’ve fucked.”
    Walking briskly to the door, Josie yanked it open and darted into the open air, making her way inside the building. She needed to change her clothes, figure out what dresses to use for Aubrey’s scenes, and get them shipped. But first, she needed a cold shower.
    Anders adjusted himself, chuckling when he thought about her feistiness. He couldn’t remember the last time a woman rejected him or ever being so turned on because of said rejection.
    In front of the vanity mirror, Anders smiled at his reflection and fixed the few strands of hair that had fallen out of place. His gaze slid to the wall he’d pinned Ivy against and without hesitation he decided to do something he hadn’t done in years. He was going to break his own rule and fuck her again, just to prove he could.

C raig pulled off his glasses, rubbing his tired eyes and sighing as he leaned back in his chair. He wondered how much longer he could handle this job. As much as he loved it, his current project was on track to give him a heart attack. First the casting drama, and now this.
    With a resigned sigh, Craig picked up the phone and called Josie. He wanted to have this conversation about as much as he wanted to shove prickly pears in his ass. It only took a couple of rings before she answered. With a deep breath, he recounted his earlier conversation. By the time it was over, he wanted a stiff drink.
    “Son of a bitch,” Josie muttered, ending her call with Craig as she paced the length of the room.
    “What happened?” Madison asked, reflexively shrinking away from Josie’s angry glare.
    “I’m going to kill him.”
    “Who?”
    “Anders.” The venom in Josie’s voice was deadly.
    “What did he do?”
    Josie leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. She wrapped her fingers in her hair and pulled until her eyes stung. Anders Ellis was driving her insane. Since their confrontation in his trailer, he seemed to be everywhere. Like the time she was in the middle of a meeting and he’d waltzed into the room like he owned the place, his face blank and impassive as he crossed the room. It was only when his back faced the others that his expression changed. A devious smile curled his lips as he reached out and shook her hand.
    “Josie Bane? I’m Anders Ellis. I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced.” He swept his thumb over the back of her hand, chuckling when her mouth fell open. Unable to form a coherent sentence, Josie settled for a scathing glare and jerked her hand away.
    Offering a wink to accompany his gloating expression, he