C.N. Crawford

“I’m an actress. It takes time to build a career.”
“And talent. And considering how fake that orgasm sounded, I don’t have a lot of hope for you,” I retorted.

“As you wish. Clearly, you have your whole life together beautifully.” His gaze swept down my body again, taking in the grumpy cat sweatshirt. “I wouldn’t want to ruin it.”