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two seconds flat. And I’d just be another notch on his bedpost. And I’m pretty sure that is one gnarled bedpost. So no matter how famous and drop-dead gorgeous he is I deserve better than that. Must. Stay. Strong.
    Just a little pissed off that he would try to take such liberties with her so soon after meeting her, Sunny actually forgot all about her star-struck state of mind to let him have it. Putting her hands on his sizable chest and giving a little push. Jesus, Mary and Joseph I’ve never felt pecs like that in my life! Focus.
    “Look here buddy. I don’t care who you are, you just don’t go around taking kisses like they’re free or something! I deserve better than that. I’m not a prude or super old school or anything like that, but I deserve a date first. And no, I’m not a gold-digger either. But a man shows that he respects and appreciates a woman by taking her out on a date, first. Not by mauling her before he’s even bought her a drink, at the very least!” Oh Lord, had she just really berated Gabriel Wolf, superstar extraordinaire? Like he’d really take her out on a date? Great! She hadn’t had sex in four years and not only did she just push a guy completely away; this particular guy, any woman would jump at the chance to be in his bed at least once. Well it was too late to take it back now.
    “Okay,” he said softly. Sunny’s eyes shot up to his and her jaw fell to the floor when she saw the sheepish but somewhat impressed look on his face. He probably was used to getting whatever he wanted.
    “Okay?”
    “Yes. I was a jerk. What time should I pick you up tomorrow?” His face was completely and unbelievably sincere.
    “Well I have to work all day. And then after that I have a show at Speakeasy. And don’t you have a movie to shoot?” Am I really having this conversation right now?! He. Gabriel Wolf. Was asking her out on a date?! Never, even in her most vivid imaginations would she have guessed this would happen when she woke up this morning. Wasn’t she just drowning herself in Ben & Jerry’s about three hours ago?
    “Yes. But tomorrow we’re only filming during the day. You have a show? Doing what?” He seemed genuinely interested. Boggles the mind.
    “I’m in a little music duo called Folk You. Don’t laugh! We do covers and play just about anything.”
    “Folk You?” He struggled not to laugh. “That’s an awesome name! I love your voice. What time do you start?”
    “Nine. And we’ll play till eleven. But you’re not going to come are you? I don’t think I’d be able to concentrate knowing you’re in the audience.”
    She could’ve sworn a slightly hurt expression crossed his face. But it was gone before she could be sure. “Then what about the next night, Friday? I’m actually off the entire day. I’m not in the scenes they’ll be shooting that day.”
    “I don’t work at all on Friday either.”
    “That settles it then. You’re spending the day with me.”
    “I uh, well um…shit! How do you know I don’t have plans that day? I might have to do laundry or wash my hair or something.”
    His eyes twinkled with the knowledge that he had her. “Do you? Have plans, that is?”
    “Well no, but-”
    He interrupted her, “But nothing. I’m taking you out to have a good time and show you that I can be a complete gentleman.” A few seconds ticked by as he held her gaze with those eyes. She couldn’t take it.
    “Okay, fine.”
    “Good. Now shall we get back before your friends think you’ve been kidnapped?” She started nodding her head, completely disoriented from the last five minutes. That’s when he whipped off his hat, bowed at the waist while grabbing her hand and kissing it. Lord, help me. I am totally and utterly fucked! Just the act of him finally revealing all his hair had her mesmerized. It was a luxurious head of jet black, thick, and wavy hair. It could easily rival Patrick “McDreamy” Dempsey’s hair. The last movie she saw him in, it