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He really just had the balls to ask me that?
I take a moment to get over the sheer surprise that freezes me to the spot before I’m shaking my head at the absurdity of it all.
Until today, Victor Penmayne would have been the very last person on this planet I expected to ask for my phone number. No one has ever asked for that before – not a man, and certainly not a tall, handsome, incredibly famous man.
I mean, come on. I can’t be handing out numbers to every passing actor who takes an interest in fucking an emotionally vulnerable barista. And, besides, my life is way too screwed up to be taken advantage of by some charming playboy from a billionaire family.
No. No way. Not a chance in hell, man.
“That’s a shame,” Victor says, responding to my head shake.
“It is?” I ask, incredulous.
“Yeah, I think you’re an interesting person, Josie Gunn. I would like to get to know you.”
He really is so tall. His shoulders are wide, hinting at the thick muscles underneath his shirt. I bet he could bust through any door he wanted and scoop you up in his arms and carry you all the way home without breaking a sweat. His eyes sparkle back at me with their blueness. He moves so effortlessly. To so many women, Victor Penmayne would be the perfect package – impossibly good-looking and simply just... heroic.
But I’m trying my best to see past that.
“I won’t ever believe what just happened,” I whisper. “I really won’t. Us talking here, like this...”
“You’ll never believe it,” the actor says, giving me a cheeky wink. “Never.”
Oh, he knows exactly what he’s doing...
I bet his tricks work on a lot of girls, and I can perfectly see why.
But they won’t work on me. I swear they won’t. I will not let myself get used like a sex doll for a billionaire’s fleeting pleasure before I’m chucked to the sidewalk, even if he is the perfect package.
Rich. Handsome. Famous.
But not for me.
“Go to your driver, Victor,” I say resolutely. “Go back to your fancy world away from this back alley and upset divorcee baristas.”
The man smiles at me one more time – that irresistible, charismatic, cocky, enchanting Hollywood smile that could melt a thousand hearts and send girls wheeling in a movie theatre.
It’s hard not to feel like I might be making the biggest mistake of my life.
“Thank you for that miraculous almond croissant, Josie,” the movie star replies. “See you never.”
And then he’s through the doorway.
And he is gone from my life as quickly and as in as much of a whirlwind as he entered it.
That stunning Hollywood star who fell to my planet for a fleeting moment.
He’s right – I will never see him again.
6
JOSIE
“Holy crap.”
Like a heavy sack of potatoes, I slump up against the wall and simply let out the longest sigh in the world the moment Victor Penmayne is out of my sight.
What on planet Earth was all that...
