A Billion Starry Nights

Brooke: As the lowest person on the newsroom's totem pole, I have a plan - track down a reclusive billionaire and snap his photo. Better yet, get an interview. My depleted bank account will thank me. I know better than to become part of the story. So, why am I considering steamy nights with this stranger in his luxurious mountain hideaway?

Jordan: I know a snooping, venomous reporter when I see one, even if she's a copper-haired goddess with enormous, cocoa-colored eyes and a lush mouth. More deceptive than the others, and therefore more dangerous, this one needs to be taught a lesson. I'll give her that private interview and a whole lot more. Maybe I'll be the one taking pictures.

When a media maelstrom shreds their tenuous truce, an avalanche of deceit creates a chasm between them - painfully wide and apparently impassable.