Overnight Sensation. Karen Foley

it right.”

      Her eyes grew big. “You’re not—you’re not actually going to be on the set while we shoot those scenes…are you?”

      Garrett heard the horror in her voice, and only barely suppressed a grin. “You bet.”

      “Why?” She sounded desperate.

      “Just in case you need any pointers,” he responded guilelessly. “It’s my job to make certain every scene is shot as realistically as possible.”

      “Why would I need pointers from you?”

      “Because every woman responds differently to a man’s touch,” Garrett replied, allowing his gaze to drift over Ivy’s body. “And despite the fact that you’re shooting the scenes with Eric Terrell, you’ll have to respond as if you’re with me.”

      He left her standing wide-eyed and mute in the doorway of her bedroom. But as he turned away, he saw with satisfaction the beginnings of something else in her dark eyes, and he smiled.

      That something was awareness.