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“Okay, so what do you want from life, Victor?” she finally asks.

I don’t even have to think twice.

“To win the best actor award.”

“An award?”

“Yep.”

“For acting?”

“Yes.”

“When you go on stage and they give you a statue?”

“Yes, that one.”

“That’s cool,” Josie replies, nodding and taking it in. “I’ve never won an award before. I doubt they hand ones out for small town divorcee baristas...”

My phone vibrates with a call from my driver.

“He’s here,” I say to the barista. “I’m off.”

She nods again.

This is it, then.

The weirdest interaction I’ve ever had for a long time.

But also, somehow, the most rewarding...

“I hope you get that award, Victor,” my savior says.

“Thank you for rescuing me,” I reply. “I really do hope you get that baby, Josie.”

5

JOSIE

Victor stops before he walks through the doorway leading inside The Oak and slowly turns around to me.

He stares at me.

I stare right back at him.

He should be going. He should be heading straight for his driver.

“What?” I ask the actor, still totally in disbelief that I’ve just spent five minutes alone with the famous man in this dingy alleyway where I like to hide and cry and hide from the world.

“I could ask you for your number,” Victor quietly says to me.

And I nearly burst out laughing. Like, full-on belly laughter.

My number? He can’t be real...

And then I can see in his beautiful sky-blue eyes that he is the opposite of joking around – that he is, in fact, deadly serious.

He wants my freaking number? My actual phone number? He wants to take me out on a date or ask me to visit his hotel in the middle of the night?

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