Champagne (contemporary) short from The Wild Rose Press (July 15, 2009) Mistress Bella Reviews: 5 smacks Wow! Talk about a book that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end. Never read a Cate Masters book? What's wrong with you? You are missing out on a great author who writes such romantic tales that really touch your soul. The Romance Studio: 4.5 Hearts Cate Masters took this plot and worked it into a great work even though it was not a long book. This story covered so much territory and was so compelling I did not want to put it down. It was as if I was there watching the story unfold. The conflict was great. The sexual encounters were sizzling and the ending was unexpected. There were moments of poignant emotional conflict. I liked this book and would recommend it to everyone. Long and Short Reviews: 4.5 Books If you are looking for a romance story which can make you believe that love is real, that it can sneak up on you when you least expect it and thrill to its force as a powerful whirlwind for change, then you are going enjoy reading Going with Gravity. WDRF Reviews: Memorable Good Fast paced and well written this book is a really good summer read and to let you know that romance is still alive and can happen when you least expect it. Allison pulled her portfolio from her laptop case and set it on her lap, afraid to open it. As soon as the articles had arrived on her fax machine, she'd shoved them into her bag, then hopped in the shower. Delay tactics only worked for so long. The moment of truth had arrived. She opened it and thumbed through. Eleven pages. Eleven. And these were only the newspaper articles from the past two days. TV and online news sites surely covered more. And then there'd be the inevitable blogger. Uncontrollable, overly opinionated and accountable to no one, they were the worst. Michelle had arrived on Oahu with a bang, and then had the audacity to blame Allison for not doing her job to quell the media. She held up one photo of a topless Michelle prancing in the surf, laughing. Rumors and innuendo could be stopped with logic and tact, but to downplay this photo, she'd need a good explanation. When Michelle's logic and tact failed her so obviously, Allison had to wonder about her mental state. A hulking figure filled the aisle, stowing his bag in the overhead compartment. Those shorts. That shirt. It was him. He checked his ticket, looked at her and smiled. His blond hair fell across his forehead as he sat next to her, his shoulder bumping hers. "Hello again." For two years, she'd rubbed elbows with stars of all magnitudes without so much as a blink, and fended off paparazzi following the wife of megastar James McCarter. With two words, she'd been reduced to the rank of dreamy-eyed teeny bopper. He smiled, raised an eyebrow. She realized, then, she hadn't responded. And her mouth hung open. Make that drooling dreamy-eyed teeny bopper. She flashed a smile. Think. Damage control is your business. Put it to good use for once. "Hi." Oh, yes. Very witty. What a deft deflection of his charm. She turned back to her articles, but sensed the weight of his stare. He frowned at her reading material. "Sorry. Didn't mean to read over your shoulder. I take it you're a closet fan of the poor little rich girl?" "In the same way I'm a closet fan of train wrecks, I suppose. I guess you're not a fan." "Of hers?" He chuckled. "God, no. She's awful. Her publicist should be shot." Shot. Of course. Working fifty-five to sixty-five hours a week wasn't enough to keep the spin spinning fast enough for the rest of the world. The one guy who'd interested her in the past two and a half years thought she made a good candidate for execution. Her life was in such a rut, she'd need mountain climbing gear to get out. "If you're a fan, I didn't mean to offend." Sincerity had wiped the smile from his face. "Actually, I'm..." She turned and smiled, "…her publicist."