Jason has been a producer for longer than he cares to remember. He's seen them all; for him, there's been nothing new under the sun for quite a while. Then Lea's resume crossed his desk. He was smitten. She was a goddess, and he had to have all of her--a taste wasn't going to be enough in this case. When they met, he could feel her sexual energy exuding from her. She was going to be his own ticket to Bruckheimer-like heights. Now, if Jason could just convince her to lose that schmuck husband following her like a puppy...