<P><i>A Cinderella story about mothers and movie stars, mud boots and Manolo Blahniks, and dreams that do come true. </i></P><P>Kate’s messy, happy life of kids and chaos takes a Hollywood turn when her screenplay is selected for production by a small indie film company. They’ve even managed to attract a major Hollywood actor to star: Ryan Carter, the sexiest man alive. </P><P>Kate should be overjoyed. After all, it was Ryan’s furrowed brow and passionate kissing that she imagined as she wrote <i>Love’s Labour’s Won</i>. But when she takes on the role of his driver, she’s pretty sure she won’t be able to hide her mortifying, inappropriate, juvenile, two-decade long crush. All she wants is a bit of extra cash, but not if it comes with a side of humiliation.</P><P>The part should be perfect, exactly what Ryan needs to restart his stalled artistic engines and move past a disastrous affair. A few weeks away in a small town setting should take the edge off and leave him with a clear head and a plan for the future. All he wants is a bit of honest work, far from the trappings of fame.</P><P>Neither Kate nor Ryan are looking for anything more than what a few weeks of film work can bring them, but they’re about to find out that first takes aren’t always perfect and second chances are never scripted.<BR></P>