Chapter 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...
I shut my eyes and just... try to process what the hell just happened between Victor and little old me.
Standing there at the coffee shop window, I simply felt compelled to rescue the actor from the mob like a good samaritan, and then he was here. In this crappy alleyway.
And then he was gone.
He was everything you could imagine a man like him would be – all charm offensive and dashing good looks and just all-around handsomeness.
And he asked for my number. Mine. Yeah, that kind of stuff rarely happens to a barista, and certainly not for a barista like me. I am just a normal girl in a normal small town - nothing special or tinsel town about me in the slightest. I feel like I’m repeating myself here, but it really is crazy what I just experienced.
“Holy crap, was that him?”
That voice is unmistakable. Amanda has joined me in this crappy alleyway. I open my eyes to look at my manager. She is staring at me, expectant. Her freckles stand out in the daylight.
“Yep. That was Victor Penmayne.”
“And was he really here?” my manager directs at me with growing excitement. “Out the back?”
“Yep,” I reply. “He was out here. He’s gone now. You’ve just missed him.”
Amanda lets out a grunt of exasperation and throws her hands up in the air.
“I didn’t even get to meet him properly,” she exclaims. “We should’ve got a picture with him... at least one with the business sign in the background or something. That photo would’ve been simply perfect to put on social media. Josie, you should’ve told me he was here. I was busy dealing with all the crowds out the front, but I would’ve rather been meeting Victor Penmayne.”
I smile to myself as my boss grows ever more ecstatic over her lost opportunity.
I met him.
Yeah...
I think Victor was very much right when he said I’ll never believe that encounter.