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“You’re sure?” Ryan asked again, one brow rising. His eyes twinkled with—pleasure?
No, couldn’t be . He’d basically rejected the man’s autograph. Maybe it was amusement lurking in the deep brown depths. * * *
    Ryan decided that Dar was definitely kryptonite. Boy-nextdoor didn’t adequately describe him. He was almost as tall as Ryan with thick, light brown hair that fell across his forehead. It shagged a little on the long side, touching his shirt collar.
    Dar’s eyes were hazel. Pale brown, with gold flecks and touches of green. Pale freckles touched a few spots on the bridge of his nose, barely noticeable, but all American outdoors adorable. And, Lord, that smile. It lit his face and stirred wicked thoughts in Ryan’s mind.
    He was so going to see that face in his dreams, Ryan realized. No wonder Nathan had been irritated. Classic good-looks like his could easily steal the scene and give him cause for Jack’s representation on a future project.
    “Are you disappointed you couldn’t meet Fenmore?” Ryan probed, when Dar refused his autograph a second time.
Dar lifted a shoulder in a half-shrug. He nodded. “Yeah, I am. Don’t get me wrong, meeting you is pretty fantastic. I was just looking forward to meeting a new friend.”
“It’s completely understandable,” Ryan reassured him. He liked Dar’s honesty. He liked that Dar seemed just as real in person as he did on the phone. He also felt a little pride in knowing that Dar was more interested in meeting him than meeting the movie star.
“Can I just say, you are so fucking hot,” Brett blurted out.
Ryan barked with surprised laughter. Dar muttered too low for Ryan to hear.
“Thanks.”
“No, seriously. You’re hot on screen and everything, but in person, you’re like this walking piece of erotic sculpture.”
“And that’s where he went too far,” Dar said under his breath.
“I know this makes me sound crazy, but would it be too much to say that if you ever go gay, call me?” Brett continued.
Ryan’s mouth fell open. “Uh.”
“Ignore him. He’s star struck,” Dar hurried to cover. “He’s not normally this much of a moron in social circumstances.”
“It’s fine. Really.” It was weird. Really, but Dar was trying so hard to smooth things over for his friend, that Ryan could hardly make him feel awkward about it. “I don’t mean to rush you two out of here, but I have to get ready for the next scene.”
Dar grabbed Brett’s elbow. “Thanks for meeting with us, Mr. Pierce. Sorry about all this.” He waved his hand around vaguely.
“Wait!” Brett insisted. “Can I—can I ask for one more thing?”
Ryan looked from Brett to Dar, and back again. “I guess so.”
“Would it be too much for me to ask you to kiss me?”
“Yes, it would,” Dar interjected roughly.
Ryan felt the blush climb his face. He was supposed to be a well-known romantic lead for standard male and female roles. There was nothing in his cinematic work that suggested he’d be down to kiss another man.
Was his sexuality obvious, or was Brett just that much of a fan that he’d ask him for a leading favor? He was hoping the latter.
“He’s not gay , Brett.” Dar seemed inclined to answer for him.
Ryan thought fast. He wouldn’t mind kissing Dar, but Brett? Not that he was bad looking, but he wasn’t the kind of guy Ryan went for. Still, if he gave Brett a kiss, he could reasonably kiss Dar, too.
It would kill his career if it got out.
But he wanted to kiss Dar.
He wasn’t sure he could trust them. He shouldn’t trust them since he’d barely met either of them, he reasoned.
But Dar seemed…different. Surely he wasn’t that bad a judge of character.
Dar was dragging Brett backward. Only his reluctance had kept them from reaching the door already.
“A kiss?” Ryan asked, stalling. “I’m known as being a guy’s guy. It would really screw things up for me if someone reported that I was kissing men in my trailer.”
“I won’t tell a