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He smiles, and I detect a slight blush on his cheeks.
Oh, he’s nervous.
It’s cute that he’s awkward - the big Victor Penmayne being awkward around some small town barista...
“Is this the first time you’ve bought flowers for a girl?” I ask him cheekily.
The actor gently nods.
“Yes.”
“That’s sweet,” I reply. “I’m going to get a vase. I’m going to put them here on the main table so that every day I’m reminded of you and your effort.”
“I’m just happy you’re here with me,” Victor replies. “You are good company to have around.”
Wow. He does seem so awkward. And adorable.
I laugh at his uncharacteristic stiltedness and his sincerity.
“You’re good company too, Victor,” I say. “How about we get out of this hotel and go for a walk? Get some gelato together?”
Victor smiles, and it’s like his awkwardness has evaporated and he’s back to being cocky, vain, insincere Victor.
“I’d very much like that, Josie.”
But there’s still that change in him.
Something’s different between us. I can tell.
I don’t know if it’s good or bad.
46
JOSIE
The next week goes by with so much speed - the days all seemingly roll into each other... wake up, eat, movie set, eat, sleep, wake up...
And the entire time I can’t stop thinking about Victor.
I can’t stop thinking about him every. Single. Day.
It’s like he dominates my every waking moment with that charming smile and confident demeanor. That body. That face. That charisma.
I go to set and watch him act every day. I don’t have to, but it’s my choice. Every scene he is in simply lights up to a level beyond just the basics. He’s incredible. There’s a magnetism to him – a sheer sexual power in his presence. God, I’m letting myself get carried away, but it is true. I can’t believe he hasn’t won that award yet - the man is made for the screen, both with his physical looks and also his boundless charisma.
And he still hasn’t won it.
Every night, we sleep together in the same bed. Yep, I still can’t get over that little daily fact. Sometimes I close my eyes and listen to his deep breathing as he sleeps and simply repeat the same thing over and over in my head.
We’re in the same bed. We’re in the same bed.
And... we kissed. That time in front of the paparazzi.
Yeah, that really happened. But I do have to remind myself that it was all just a deception for the cameras. And it somehow worked.
Boy, did it work...
I check online that the photo has gone viral, and it really, really has. Thousands and thousands and thousands of people like, share, and comment on the image of Victor Penmayne and Josie Gunn kissing on a nighttime street. It’s a bigger number than I can get my mind around on, and it makes me happy that I am here in this Italian town far, far, far away from home - at least I have some privacy here and some semblance of anonymity still. I think it would be overwhelming to be back in the States with all this blowing off.
