Woken up in the middle of the night by her best friend Mark, Kelly does as he ask and goes to pick up some mysterious celebrity at a small local airport. Tired and still half asleep Kelly is completely shocked to find that the person she is picking up and taking to her home to stay and hide in seclusion is the one celebrity she has had a crush on for years, Trevor Jacobs. While playing it as cool as she can Kelly takes Trevor home and sets him up in a nice peaceful room and temporary quiet life. Quite is the way Kelly lives and the life she enjoys.
Trevor is a man that lives his life in front of the camera and has been looking for a break as he considers his next acting role. He never expected his life to be turned upside down by Kelly and question all the choices he has made.
Trevor begins to care for Kelly and when he discovers her secret it brings everything into question. Trevor must decide what is more important to him, the spotlight and fame or Kelly.
Joanna Grace pulls of a great story completely different from her other works but no less awesome. This romance has a great cast and even deals with an issue I personally had never even considered before. THE ROLES WE PLAY is a love story that every small town girl has dreamed of. Pick up and read THE ROLES WE PLAY it's a quickly gripping story that you won't put down until you are done. As long as Joanna Grace keeps writing I'll keep reading.
Kelly prefers to take the pictures, not to be in them. With
her grandfather, she lives a solitary life in an isolated
estate home. When her best friend wakes her up in the middle
of the night asking for a favor, Kelly never dreamed it
would land her face-to-face with her celebrity crush.
Trevor lives his life in front of the cameras. Heโs one of
the top super stars of Hollywoodโand heโs on the brink of a
burn out. Before he takes on another film, he escapes to a
secluded place to get his mind straight. He didnโt expect to
have his entire way of thinking turned upside down by his
lovely, yet blunt hostess.
As the walls between them come down, Trevor allows Kelly to
review his next project, a movie that hailed the negative
side of BDSM. The subject hits far too close to home and her
confession changes his perspective. Now that Trevor has seen
things through Kellyโs eyes, it sets him on a new path, one
he canโt reveal until the time is right. But she harbors a
secret of her own.
Can their love survive the truth? Or will their new roles
tear them apart?
EXCERPT
Kelly rolled over in bed and picked up her cell phone.
Markโs face smiled back at her as his Bon Jovi ringtone
blared. What could he possibly want at three in the morning?
Was he insane?
โYouโd better be bleeding, jackass,โ she mumbled.
His deep chuckle filled the silence of her studio.
โDamn, youโre grumpy in the morning.โ
โItโs not morning yet. Itโs that time of day even Jesus
hates. What do you want? Where are you?โ
โI had to work the late shift, remember?โ
Kelly vaguely recalled that the night guy at the airport
had quit and Mark had to fill in for him for a couple weeks.
โIโm really sorry for your luck. Again, what do you want?โ
โI need a favor.โ
Ah hell. The last time Mark needed a favor, Kelly ended
up watching three little girlsโscratch that, three little
terroristsโall under the age of six so he could go bang
their mom. โIf this involves you getting laid, Iโm not
interested. Try that website for nanny services.โ
โDonโt be bitter. It doesnโt suit you.โ
โPoint, Mark. Letโs get to the point.โ She rubbed a hand
over her messy hair and down her face. People should not be
awake at three a.m., especially people like her.
โRemember that actor that had his plane serviced a
couple months ago?โ
Kelly answered with a grunt. She had to admit, it was
pretty sweet that Mark had spent an entire afternoon
chauffeuring around a big time celebrity while his plane was
checked out. They went to lunch and spent the afternoon
driving around and chatting like old friends. That was just
Mark, though. He had the best luck of any person sheโd ever met.
โWe were having lunch and he starts telling me that he
likes to hide out, right. No cameras, no interviews, just
shootinโ the shit. We got along, so I offered for him to
stay around here when he needed to.โ
Kelly cursed. She knew exactly what Mark had offered.
โWhat did you promise and how screwed am I?โ
โLet me finish.โ Mark sighed, his nerves clearly shot.
โSo I might have led him to believe that I knew someone with
a private bed and breakfast type place that is way off in
the hills.โ
โDamn it, Mark. You know Pops doesnโt like strangers.โ
โWell, hereโs the thing. He might have told his
girlfriend about this little hidey-hole.โ
Kelly groaned. โMight have? God, you make me want to
hold your head under water until the bubbles quit.โ
โPlane lands in an hour, private runway H.โ
Kelly was already pulling on her jeans because this was
Mark. Even though Mark was a pain in the ass, he would give
his left nut for her. โDo you mean to tell me that now I
have to play hostess to some stuck up actress in hiding
because sheโs in trouble and needs her publicist to smooth
things over?โ
โYou know I love you, right?โ
โHa! This is why I donโt do the whole love thing. Men
are pigs.โ
โAll but me, babe. Youโre a freaking angel. Private runโโ
โRunway H, got it, got it. Bye.โ
Kelly stood in the hangar at four in the morning. She was
freezing. The November winds cut through her hoodie down to
her bones. The private runways on this side of the small
airport were lifeless. If this was another one of Markโs
jokes, she would hang him and beat him like a dirty rug.
Mark enjoyed playing jokes, particularly on her.
As unfair as it was, he had to be the luckiest guy on the
planet. God only knew how many pictures he had with famous
people who flew into the airport and happened to land in the
private hangar where he worked. The photos lined his wall.
Movie stars, rock stars, even a porn star. Kelly didnโt ask
how he knew who she was. Some things needed to remain a
mystery between friends.
The likelihood of this being real was high. As a small plane
came in for a landing, Kelly took out her phone to see
exactly who she was hosting.
โMark?โ
โThatโs his plane.โ
โHis plane. Itโs a guy? You said your friend told his
girlfriend.โ
Mark chuckled mischievously. โAnd she turned around and told
her friendโan actor.โ
โWhy wonโt you tell me who he is? Is this one of your
pranks?โ Kelly looked around, expecting to find Mark
watching and laughing. โI will have your testicles.โ
โNo pranks. This is honest to God the luckiest day of your
life.โ
โCome on, Mark. Seriously, will I even recognize this guy?
Have I seen any of his movies? What is he, extra number one
hundred and fiftyโโ She stopped mid-sentence when her eyes
locked on to the man stepping out of the private jet.
โHoly. Shit. Please tell me that is notโฆโ
โYour very own guilty pleasure, Trevor Jacobs. Happy
Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, and Happy Birthday for the
next twenty years.โ
โIf you ever need a kidney, Iโm your girl. Gotta go.โ She
hung up to Mark laughing and saying, โYouโre welcome.โ
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