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“I’m not. Just making sure you know what you’re getting yourself into. If all you truly care about is money and his influence in the industry, fine. You’ll already come out of it better than my mother did.”

Claire studied the lines growing on his face. They easily aged him five, ten years, even though he was only a year older than her.Is that a hereditary trait, or is he already worn down at such a young age?He was certainly more professional and mature than other that Claire knew. “You’re really close with your mom, huh?”

“Go ahead and call me a Momma’s Boy, if you want. You wouldn’t be the first.”

“I think it’s admirable. I was a huge fan of her work growing up, and wondered why she stopped making movies when I was finally old enough to appreciate them.”

“Because her life didn’t go the best way it could have.” Jake pushed himself away from the wall. “Maybe I’ll introduce you one day. I’m sure she would have some advice for you.”

“Delightful.”

Jake went ahead of her down the hall. “I really don’t have a girlfriend,” he called back at her. “Don’t worry about that.”

Honestly, it was one of the last things on her mind.