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boss’s new movie that she didn’t even notice the spotlight was shining directly into Trevor’s eyes, forcing him to spend the whole interview leaning to one side in his chair.  It was then that she remembered the other instruction Murray had given her.  Crap, she was supposed to talk to the lighting guy.  She was just making her way over to him when the show host announced that they were going to take a commercial break.  She thought that would have made it easier to get the lighting guy’s attention, but she’d barely finished speaking to him about the spotlight when the producer announced that they were back on the air.
    Now that the spotlight wasn’t shining directly into his eyes, Trevor looked a lot more relaxed, Addison noticed.  Right up until the show host mentioned a rumor he’d heard about Trevor hooking up with some actress.  Though Trevor tried to hide it, Addison saw from the way his jaw tightened that the question bothered him.  Clearly that was one of those things that were supposed to have been off limits.  Well, there was nothing she could do about it now.
    On stage, Trevor smoothly turned the conversation back to his new movie, telling the show host that he’d have to wait and see whom he brought with him to the premiere.  That seemed to satisfy the other man, who laughed.
    Addison held her breath for the rest of the interview, half afraid the show host would ask something else he shouldn’t, but to her relief, the man didn’t bring up anything else controversial.
    Bob met Addison and Trevor offstage, ready to escort them out to the limo.  When they walked outside a few minutes later, however, the car was nowhere in sight.  Her brow furrowing, she looked at her watch, wondering if they’d gotten done taping the show earlier than they were supposed to.  But no, they were right on time.
    Telling Trevor she would check on the limo, Addison dug into her shoulder bag for her cell phone and flipped it open, then thumbed through the list for Leo’s cell number. When she got hold of that limo driver, she was going to give him a piece of her mind.  When she finally got him on the phone and very politely asked where he was, however, the man told her that he was waiting right where he had dropped them off.  Addison opened her mouth to argue with him when something made her frown.
    She covered the mouthpiece with her hand and looked at Bob.  “Did we come out a different door?”
    The bodyguard nodded.  “Yeah.  We always go in the front and come out the back.  Otherwise the fans mob Trevor.  Murray didn’t tell you that?”
    It was on the tip of tongue to say no he hadn’t, but then Addison saw Trevor regarding her thoughtfully and she flushed.  Had Murray said something about that?  She honestly couldn’t remember.  Turning her attention back to the limo driver, she gave Leo their new location and hung up.  The man was Trevor’s regular driver, so shouldn’t he have known where to pick them up?
    Dropping her phone back into her bag, she lifted her gaze to find Trevor still regarding her with those beautiful dark eyes.  “I’m sorry, Mr. Bradon...” she began, but the rest of what she’d been about to say was drowned out by the mob of screaming fans heading their way.
    Addison stared at the stampeding women in wide-eyed amazement.  For one wild moment, she thought they might actually trample her to get to Trevor.  But Bob stepped in front of them, spreading his arms and ordering in a booming voice, “Stop right there, ladies!”
    Clearly intimidated by his large frame, the women stopped in their tracks.  Then as a group, they began to beg for autographs and pictures.  Remembering that Murray had said not to let Trevor sign any, she was just about to say something when he stepped forward and told Bob that he didn’t mind signing some while they waited for the limo to get there.
    Addison bit her lip, wondering if she should dissuade Trevor from the idea, but quickly