Chapter 2
Windsor still couldn’t believe she’d done it. She’d made it three decades in the industry and never once shown her naked body in a film.
But her parents were both gone now, and the life she’d thought she was going to have had taken a major change of direction.
Secrets always had a way of coming out, and that was exactly what had happened after their plane went down. And now … now Windsor felt a freedom to make mistakes and take chances that she’d never felt before.
Growing up like she had, with her whole life under a microscope since childhood, every move had needed to be calculated and controlled. Image was everything. As long as things looked perfect on the outside, it didn’t matter how big of a disaster it had been behind the scenes.
One big, fake production.
But no more. Now she knew her father’s dirty secret, and shockingly, not only had it not ruined her life and career—yet—it had freed her. All his unrealistic expectations of perfection? Poof. Gone in a single moment of truth.
Now, at thirty-five, she was finally getting the chance to actually live.
And apparently, that meant doing a fully nude scene with Silas Bohannon.
She’d read the script. His character was a rancher who was marrying a mail-order bride from out east. And she was that bride. Her character was his bride, she corrected.
For years, they’d been dancing around each other. She knew he was interested. He’d all but said it. But she had sworn off actors, producers, directors, stunt men, cameramen, studio executives, and anyone else remotely connected to the industry. Then he disappeared.
Last she’d heard, after he finished a fighter film set in New York, he’d checked out of city life and moved to a ranch out in the boonies. She’d not seen him in LA, especially not at one of her famous parties, ever again. And if she was honest … she’d looked. A lot.
Every premiere, awards show, restaurant, party … nada. She only saw him on commercials, trailers, in ads, and on her own TV. For the first time since forever, Windsor felt a shiver of anticipation for an upcoming role.
Anything’s possible now.