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you that we need to leave for the studio in...” She glanced down at her watch and was startled to see that they were already running late.  “Oh no!  We were supposed to leave ten minutes ago.  The limo is probably already waiting for us.  We’d better go.”
    Addison didn’t give him a chance to reply, but turned and hurried out of the room.
    As she had predicted, the limo was waiting for them in front of the house.  Bob was talking to the driver, and both men turned in their direction as she and Trevor stepped outside.
    Bob sat in front with the driver, whom he introduced as Leo, leaving Addison and Trevor alone in the back.  As she settled into the seat, her slim skirt slid up her thighs, and she noticed Trevor’s dark eyes caress her legs before he leaned forward to grab two bottles of Dasani Lemon from the bar.
    He held one out to her.  “Do you need a glass?”
    She shook her head. “This is fine.”
    As she reached out to take the bottle, their fingers brushed, and it was all Addison could do not to squeal with delight.  To stop herself from doing just that, she quickly unscrewed the cap and took a sip of the flavored water.  To her embarrassment, some of it went the wrong way, and she ended up having a coughing fit.
    Brow furrowing in concern, Trevor reached out to pat her on the back.  “Are you sure you don’t need a glass?  Or maybe a straw?” he asked when she could finally talk.
    Addison shook her head, totally embarrassed.  “I’m fine.  Really,” she said.  “I just drank too fast.”
    From the way Trevor was looking at her, she thought he might insist about the glass, but then he sat back in the seat beside her and took a swallow of water from his own bottle.
    The rest of the drive was uneventful, much to Addison’s relief.  Though she was pleased Trevor had chosen to sit next to her, part of her would have preferred that he’d taken the seat across from her instead so she could have spent the drive looking at him.  Even so, she still managed to steal several covert, sidelong glances without him knowing.  Actors probably weren’t used to their personal assistants fawning all over them, she reminded herself.  She had to keep a rein on her inner-groupie.
    When they arrived at the television studio a little while later, Addison was surprised to find security keeping a mob of screaming fan girls at bay outside the door.  Trevor took it in stride, however, giving the women a wave and flashing that sexy grin of his as Bob escorted both of them into the studio.
    Once inside, Addison was all set to wait in the green room with Trevor when she abruptly remembered Murray’s instructions to talk to the show’s producer about the kinds of questions that were off limits.  Telling Trevor she would be right back, she hurried out of the room.
    Finding the man took a little while and it wasn’t until she finally tracked him down that she realized Murray had never told her what kinds of questions were off limits.  Since she didn’t know, she decided the best thing to do would be to ask the producer what the show host was going to talk to Trevor about.
    “His new movie, mostly,” the producer said.  “And what other projects he has going on.  That type of thing.”
    That sounded okay to Addison.  Giving the man a smile, she thanked him for speaking with her, and then headed back to the green room.  As she did so, she had the nagging suspicion that there was something else she was supposed to do before the show, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what it was.  She really should have taken notes when Murray was rattling off his list of instructions.
    Addison had always been glued to the television whenever Trevor was on, but she had to admit that it was a lot different in person.  Not only were there all the cameras and lights, but there was the studio audience, too.  Not surprisingly, it was almost all female.
    She was so caught up in watching the clips from her