Trial Run: Addicted To Love Romance Collection by Ella Medler Page A

fingers either side of the canal, and this time the life they hid was noisy enough to attract and hold their attention. It wasn’t long before Rob had steered them out through the inlet and they were soon leaving the land behind.
    A shudder ran through Amelie, and she rubbed the goose pimples on her bare arms.
    “Are you cold?” Rob asked.
    “No. Just excited.”
    Her smile was wide and infectious, and Rob couldn’t help but grin back. May as well make the most of it, because she was going to be scowling enough tomorrow.
    “Remember when we were younger…” Amelie started.
    “Quite a few things, actually,” Rob answered. “Like the way you never learned that ketchup has a habit of shooting out of your burger bun.” Amelie’s smile dropped a bit. “Or how you never remembered to take your keys with you when you went out, and someone always had to run to your rescue.” A bit like now, he thought, but kept his mouth shut.
    “That’s not what I meant,” she snapped, but she was still smiling.
    “What did you mean, then?”
    “Remember when we played ‘I wish’?”
    Rob laughed. “We did that a lot. Which time did you have in mind?”
    “Well, I was wondering whether we could play that now, to pass the time.”
    “Sure. You start.”
    Amelie smiled wider and closed her eyes. “I wish…” she began in a dreamy voice.
    Rob stared sideways at her, wondering what could a spoilt rich girl, passing her time until she could get her hands on her mountain of cash, possibly wish for that she didn’t already have. From the tips of her bunched-up perfectly smooth hair to the sleeveless designer top tucked into her too-short shorts adorned with jewels, and down to her slender ankles and monochrome flip flops with bows to the side, she screamed ‘rich chick’.
    “I wish I could get Jason to trust me.” Her voice was thick with sadness, but she recovered quickly. She was back to her fun, chirpy self when she said, “Your turn.”
    Rob smiled. “You know Jason is ready to trust you. He doesn’t want anything more than to see his little sister is all grown-up and able to look after herself.”
    She opened her mouth to answer that, then shook her head. “Don’t change the subject. Your turn.”
    “Okay, okay. My turn.” Rob thought for a moment. “I wish… I wish I was brave enough to just change my career.”
    “What’s stopping you?”
    He shrugged. “I don’t know. Can’t put my finger on it exactly. Maybe I’m afraid to chuck it in. I earn good money, when I can get a contract, and it would take me time to get to the same level doing something else. Unless…”
    “Unless?”
    His eyes settled on her face as he answered.
    “The competition is stiff on the movie scene, even doing stunt work, like I do. There’s plenty of crazy people around happy to take a few bruises for a big enough stack of dollars. I’m sick of fighting for a few days’ work. While I was filming the last one, about a week ago, someone approached me and offered me a three-year contract…”
    “That’s great. Who are they?”
    “A private investor.”
    “I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
    “Yeah. It’s not your normal sort of film.”
    “Who cares? It’s a film and you’ll get paid for it. It’s not like you’re gonna be doing low-class porn or something.” Rob felt his expression freeze in place. Her eyes widened and she gasped. “Oh, my God! It is, isn’t it? It’s porn films!”
    Rob couldn’t look at her any longer. He turned his head to stare straight ahead, to the line where the sea and the wispy clouds merged on the horizon.
    It was quiet for a long moment. Eventually, Amelie spoke. “So, are you gonna take it? I mean, you’ve got the… the…” She swept her hand in the air, aiming at anything from the top of his head to his knees. “The right physique,” she finished finally.
    “I don’t know if I could do that. Haven’t made up my mind yet.”
    Her soft hand landed on his arm, warm and