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Their love was staged in the public glare

Joanna was unimpressed by the tinsel of movie making and star director Richard Marlow. In fact, she remained unmoved when thrown into his company as tutor-chaperon to her starlet niece, Becky, who was infatuated by Marlow.

This made it hard for Joanna, who saw Marlow—a man other women flung themselves at—as an overgrown egotist, yet one with commanding charm and talent.

As a teacher of delinquent teenagers, Joanna could hold her own in dramatizing outrageous acts, and she was intent on beating Richard Marlow at his own game. But the challenge required her to distinguish acting from sincerity...

Spoiler Warning: All my reviews contain spoilers to some degree  

Favourite Scene: (the heroine is an appalling athlete, and she is cute about it) 

'You're a very graceful loser.'
'I get lots of practise,' said Joanna feelingly    

Another Fav Scene: (he's all set to tease her about her lovers, and gets a nasty shock when she says she's a virgin) 

' ... Do you put all your lovers to the rack like this? I ache all over just thinking about how it would be for us .. .' 'I don't have lovers,' Joanna snapped, shattered by the dreamily sensual curve of his mouth, the sea-green depths of his eyes as they loved her as his body would like to do. 'What, none?' An interrogative eyebrow teased her. 'Never!' 
He choked on his glass of iced water and looked at her in a way that made her want to laugh, or cry, or hit him---or do all three at once. Was he looking for defects?
'Are you serious?' he asked hoarsely. 
 

Maggie Miller wants to sleep with her boss, writer/director/producer Quinn Scott, really really really badly.

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For five years she tried to forget him. During that time Clare had become a confident, mature, engaged woman-as well as an internationally famous film star. "Rourke Somerville is bad news for any girl, " the young Clare had been told. If only she had listened she could have spared herself a lot of pain, for Rourke had made a mockery of her love. Yet seeing him again brought back memories as vivid as yesterday. And Clare was soon making a mockery of her engagement to another man.

Favourite Scene: (I love the "when can I have you?" line)

'It matters to me what you want," he answered her now. 'Do you want me?'

His direct approach was too much for her, and she blushed a deep red. 'Certainly not!' she replied in a shocked voice.

'I want you.'

Clare swallowed hard. 'You—you do?'

'Mm,' he nodded, his eyes warm on her lips. 'When can I have you?'