Jane Millionaire

Had Jessie lost her mind? She wouldn’t take off her clothes for a magazine no matter how much they were offering. She could just see the guys on the force having a field day if they ever caught wind of this. She met her sister’s curious look. “And you know this, how?”

“Because I read the letter.” Jessie gave her a duh look. “Now tell me about the guy.” She lifted a high arched brow and mischievously added, “Or is it guys?”

“Does my privacy or committing a felony mean anything to you?”

Jessie waved her hand again. “Well, technically, it would have been my mail if I’d been Jane.”

“But you aren’t. I am--was.” Jill touched her throbbing temple. This was too confusing, too surreal. She had to be caught up in another dimension. One where her loony sister had just made null and void everything Jill had put her own life on hold to protect. One where a man could bring her to unbelievable heights, yet want her to go on a romantic interlude with another man. One where Jill Davidson had fallen in love only to have her heart broken.

“Yes, and,” Jessie continued. “I want to hear all about those gorgeous hunks of men I just glimpsed. Especially about #10, Steve. Oh, and the yummy host.”

No way was she going to talk about a certain yummy host.

She crossed her arms and shook her head. They were standing in the middle of an open hallway less than twenty feet from the entrance to the room they’d just exited where said gorgeous hunks were. She was not going to discuss men with her sister, period.

“Oh, come on,” Jessie pouted. “At least tell me if you got laid? Surely to God with this many single men, you quit moping over Dan long enough to help some guy get totally lucky?”

“I can not believe you just said that.” Jill eyed her sister in total disapproval. Jessie’s audacity amazed her, although it shouldn’t. She’d lived with her all her life. “Let me get this straight. No one’s hurt or dying. Yet here you are making a grand entrance during filming to rescue me after I’ve been here five weeks to keep you from being sued for breach of contract?”

Jessie shifted her weight in her high-heeled black boots. “Uhm, well, you sounded so pitiful on the phone. What did you expect me to do? I couldn’t leave you here thinking you were miserable.”

“It’s the very last day. I would have been on the plane coming home in a matter of hours. Don’t you think your rescue comes a little late in the game?”

“I was only trying to help.”

And the worst part was that she probably had been. Jessie just never thought things through to their conclusions and when faced with the consequences of her rash actions, always relied on Jill to bail her out.

“By showing your face here you’ve risked everything. Possibly made my reason for being here a vain effort.” Let Rob in on the fact that she’d lied to him. “Oh Jessie, how could you?”

“I thought you’d be glad to see me.” Jessie’s lower lip quivered slightly as her brilliant green eyes watered. “How was I supposed to know you were coming home today?”

Okay, she had a point. Jessie couldn’t have known she didn’t intend to go on the honeymoon.

Jill sucked in another gulp of air. Reality dawned. “We could go to jail.”

“No way.” Jessie’s look bordered on total disbelief.

“Yes, way.”

“Damn, can’t you sleep with the producer or something?”

No matter how much Jill tried to prevent it, heat flushed her face at her sister’s suggestion.

Jessie’s glossy mouth plopped open. “You didn’t.”

Jill didn’t answer and avoided her sister’s curious gaze.

“Oh my God. You did.” Jessie did her bounce thingy again, sounding quite impressed. She would be.

Jill looked at her beaming sister in wry amusement. Jessie’s eyes shined with excitement and love. Instantly, Jill reconnected with her sister in a manner that went a long way in dousing her frustrations at her last minute rescue attempt.

“Why you little casting couch starlet you,” Jessie teased. “Trying to land yourself another acting gig?”

Jill rolled her eyes at Jessie’s teasing question. Knowing there was nothing that would tempt her to repeat this fiasco and nothing she could do to change what had already been done, she grinned and gibed right back. “Well, you know how I’ve always dreamed of making it in Hollywood.”

“Yeah, I know. You plan to sleep your way right to the top.” Jessie giggled and threw her arms around Jill. “God, I’ve missed you!”

“I’ve missed you, too.” Jill couldn’t help her self. She returned her sister’s hug. No matter what their differences, Jessie loved her. That she’d never questioned. Her sister’s ability to reason, yes. Her love, no.