To My Muse

I'm in a fake relationship with my celebrity crush. How did I wind up in a real-life romance trope?

When too much tequila and an enabling BFF put my newest and oh-so-spicy romance novel into the hands of its inspiration, sexy British actor Tom Morrison, I'm horrified (because hello complete stranger, I thought of you while writing these smexy scenes, now excuse me while I spontaneously combust from embarrassment). I need to get the book back before Tom takes out a restraining order on me—or worse, reads the book out loud on social media.

Except that's not what happens. Thanks to a strategic lie and an Oscar-winning knight, my screwball plan lands me in the middle of my very own Cinderella story, Hollywood style. Even better, I have a shot at a real life HEA with the gorgeous, hilarious Tom, who thinks I'm amazing.

So why do I get the feeling that disaster is about to strike?