Will the real Christie Harris blow her chance at love?
So sheβs taken some stuff nobody will miss. Pretended to be
a producer to get into a party. And used her acting skillsβ
currently not being used on movie screens across Americaβto
impersonate a psychic so she and her best friend Louie can
afford the occasional rosemary chicken with new potatoes.
But really, who in L.A. plays it totally straight?
Except now, some gorgeous guy with well-fitting jeans, a
Texas drawl, and a badge thinks sheβs the real deal, and he
wants her to "read" a crime scene to help with his
investigation. Holy...sugar. Before you can say "serious
sexual tension," Christyβs in over her head and under the
covers in the wackiest, hottest, most heart-felt romance
ever to take place under a Hollywood moon...