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suck in her breath. She looks like she wants to run, but she doesn’t move. Not one inch.
    I’m just about to do something very unprofessional when another voice intrudes.
    “Coffee’s here! Extra hot, extra cream,” comes her friend Mona’s announcement.
    Katie jerks back like she’s laid her hand down on a red-hot stove. Her curl slips right through my fingers. It escapes me.
She
escapes me. Just like this moment has.

SEVEN
    Katie
    Seconds after Mona’s timely interruption, one of the director’s assistants came to escort Rogan off to the set of his character, Diamond Drago’s, steamy underground club. As I clean my station and get ready for my next job, Mona stands beside me, gripping my cup of coffee and staring at Rogan as he goes. Her mouth is still hanging open long after he’s gone.
    When I finish tidying, I ask, “Did you bring that for me? Or did you just need something to molest?” I tip my head toward the cup that she’s practically massaging.
    She glances down at the steamy brew and then grins up at me, handing over the mug. “Sorry. I just . . . I mean, I can’t . . . He’s just . . . Wow!” Her eyes round even more. “And ohmigod, Katie? It looked like he was about to kiss you. Did you notice that?”
    Did I notice that? How could I
not
notice? But surely that couldn’t have been what he was about to do. Surely not . . .
    I frown. “Do you think?”
    “God, yes! For sure!”
    “I thought maybe he was just . . . I don’t know.”
    “Well,
I
know. He was definitely about to kiss you.”
    “But . . . but that makes no sense. I mean, why would a guy like
that
¸ surrounded by women like Victoria, have the slightest interest in me?”
    “I told you this morning, silly. Most. Wanted. You just don’t see it.”
    And I still don’t. Nothing Mona can say will change my mind. I’m scarred. Damaged. No man in his right mind would want me. And if Kiefer Rogan does, it’s only because he hasn’t seen the real me yet. The bad parts. The ugly parts.
    Mona tilts her head to one side, her expression softening. “I wish you could see how beautiful you are.”
    Reflexively, I smooth the wave of hair that falls over my left shoulder, concealing the source of my unease, the evidence of my past. “I know
exactly
how beautiful I am and exactly how beautiful I am
not.
We work in a forest of exotic creatures, Mona, but I’m not one of them. I’m no different than grass or moss or the leaves on the ground. Unimpressive, something most people walk by every day and pay no attention to. I’m invisible.”
    “You’re so crazy, Katie! You don’t—” Mona argues, but I interrupt her, taking her hand and jiggling it to get her attention.
    “Hey, I don’t need a pep talk. You forget that I
like it
this way, that I
want it
this way.”
    “But why? Just because you aren’t . . . Just because you don’t look like every other bimbo around here, myself included, doesn’t mean that you don’t shine. Because you do, Katie. Maybe even brighter than the rest.”
    I smile at my sweet, well-intentioned friend. “That can be our little secret.”
    Mona sighs, her eyes a little sad. “One day someone will make you see how gorgeous you are. And that day might not be too far away.”
    I shake my head at my friend’s unflappable optimism, irrational though it is. “You’re such a romantic, but Rogan isn’t interested in me, Mona. And even if he was, it wouldn’t last more than a few heartbeats. Maybe he thinks I’m a challenge because I didn’t fall at his feet. I don’t know, but whatever it is, it won’t take him long to realize that I’m not a challenge. I’m nothing. I’m not worth his interest. His time. His attention. I’m nothing special. When he sees that, he’ll move on.
If
he’s even interested at all, which I doubt.”
    She cocks her head and considers me. “You ever gonna tell me what happened to make you this way?”
    “What’s ‘this