Lovers Premiere. Adrianne Byrd

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      Dear Reader,

      It’s time to step back into the Limelight! Lovers Premiere is the final book in this passionate, glamorous Hollywood series, and this time around we are getting the scoop on Sofia Wellesley and Ramell “Ram” Jordan. Ram’s had a crush on Sofia since they were both just kids, but the journey to love can be full of obstacles, and somewhere along the way they became the worst of enemies. When a business assignment forces Sofia and Ram to work together, it will cause them to reevaluate just what they mean to each other. And it will become difficult to deny the passion that’s been steadily building between them.

      The sensuality meter has been turned all the way up in this sizzling story, and the couple’s romance brings the Love in the Limelight series to a scorching close. So sit back, relax and enjoy the show!

      Be sure to look for my Kimani Romance novel

      My Only Desire in April 2011.

      Wishing you the best of love,

      Adrianne

      This book is dedicated to A.C. Arthur, Ann Christopher and Brenda Jackson.

      It was a pleasure working with you talented ladies.

      Prologue

       Los Angeles, April 1983

      “Sofia Wellesley, will you marry me?”

      Ten-year-old Sofia’s amber-brown eyes sparkled at the bundle of wild daisies Ramell Jordan thrust toward her. Daisies were her favorite flower and always put an instant smile on her face—which he knew very well. As for his ridiculous question, she just rolled her eyes and pretended not to have heard it.

      “For me? Thank you.” She took the flowers and shoved them under her nose so she could inhale their fresh spring scent.

      Ram waited and then his wide smile crumbled into a frown when his girlfriend walked away. “Aren’t you going to answer my question?” he asked, as they strolled through the back gardens of the Wellesley Estate.

      “What question is that?” she asked absentmindedly, still drifting away from him in her bubble-gum-pink sundress.

      “C’mon. You know.” He stopped following her and folded his arms under his chest. “I’ve only been asking you every day for the last two weeks.”

      Sofia kept walking and smelling her flowers. About a minute later, Ram ran and caught up with her just like she knew he would.

      “Well?” he tried again.

      “I told you that I needed to think about it. Marriage is a very important decision in a girl’s life and it’s not something to be taken lightly,” she said, quoting her mother perfectly. “And just because I’ve known you all my life doesn’t mean that we’re destined to be together. We may grow up and want to see other people.”

      Ram frowned. He didn’t like the sound of that. “See other people like who?”

      Sofia shrugged her thin shoulders. “I don’t know. There’s like a gazillion people in the world.”

      “You want to date a gazillion people?” he asked with his eyes practically bugging out. “Do you have any idea how long that would take?”

      “I don’t know. Probably like five years.”

      “Well, five years is a looooong time.”

      Finally, she stopped walking and turned toward him. “Momma said that if a boy really liked you then he would wait, no matter how long it takes.”

      Ram tossed up his hands. “That’s ridiculous! What am I supposed to do while you’re out dating a gazillion people—play Atari and drink juice boxes?”

      “Oh stop being overly dramatic.” Sofia rolled her eyes. “You’re going to do what all boys do: work and save a lot of money.”

      “Wait a minute. I work while you date other people? That hardly seems fair.”

      “Oh, I’ll work too,” she said, beaming. “I’m going to work with my dad and Uncle Jacob. I’m going to work with movie stars, directors, writers—you name it.”

      “You’re going to do all that and date a gazillion people?” He rolled his eyes and then shook his head. “All of that is going to take forever. We’ll be old—like thirty or thirty-five.”