The Magic of Love

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As I walked on set. I was nervous as hell. I don't even know CPR and they want me to play a surgeon in TV!? Well crap. And not to
mention I have the hottest co-star. I mean have you met Patrick Dempsey. But love or chemistry is out of the question. We are both married. Or soon to be.
As I sit down for the first table read I notice how hot he actually is. And in this episode apparently we have a one night stand. I blush. The thought of actually sleeping with him shouldn't appeal to me as much as it does. As we read through the script I notice that there's A LOT of sex in this show. And quite a bit of tension. This oughta be interesting.
As we finish the table read I grab my bag to go. But he races after me yelling my name. Uh oh. So I turn to face him. Gosh he's cute. "Hey I was just wondering if maybe you would like to get coffee sometime... I like to get to know my love interests on the show." Um..
"Yeah Patrick I would love to." I barely managed to get this one sentence out of my mouth...

"Okay see you tomorrow then.."
I am having coffee. Cool. I can so handle coffee. Best case scenario..we become best friends and rock this show.
•••••Next Afternoon•••••
As we finish our second table reading, Patrick heads to the trailer. He's a big time star. I have done a few movies and guest starred but nothing compared to what he's done. I head to my trailer. For some reason I am nervous. Maybe it's his looks or the fact that I have a fiasco on my hands with my "fiancé"... Here's why there's quotation marks....I don't like him. At all, to be completely honest. And my manager thinks that I need to marry him. I didn't know that being on tv meant you had arranged marriages. I like Patrick and I don't even know him yet.
•knock ..knock ••
Crap. "Coming" I yell as I rush to door. I don't feel so good.
Patrick's here.
"Hey Ellen..you ready? I know a great spot to eat.."
"Yeah...let me grab my bag.."
Oh my gosh. I can't believe this..possibly the hottest guy on the planet wants to take me to dinner. Oh man.
" Hey Patrick..are you nervous about the show?"
My failed attempt at causal conversation...
"I guess... I mean I am not terribly nervous. Ellen if your scared your not going to or are doing a good job let me tell you that you are. Your doing amazing. I am honored to get to work with you."
As we get to his car I notice he's driving a brand new Porsche... black. Tinted windows...nicest car I have seen in a long time. I mean he does race. I read about this online. I read a lot online actually.
"Wow Patrick. Your car is stunning.."
He opens my door.
"Thanks....its one if the few I can drive somewhat legally. I have got a thing for taking it fast..." he's got a hot little smirk on his face. There's no way he's flirting with me. No way at all. That's crazy.
"I see..thanks for opening my door.."
•••••••
We have some good
conversation as we seem to drive for what seems to be hours... We are no longer in LA but in a small town two hours south. Where is he taking me? I notice about a mile up the road a small cafe. Very small, but cute.
He whips into a parking spot and comes around to the other side and opens my door.
"I hope you like breakfast...they got the best stuff around."
"Um Patrick its dinner time.."
"Ellen...I don't really follow all the rules and I definitely don't do things the traditional way either."

I follow him inside. Cafe is very homey. There's paintings of the beach every where. What looks like Christmas lights hung up every where. and about twelve tables and a small room in the back. The kitchen is hidden behind a bar but not stocked with alcohol. But instead all the makings for any kind of coffee or hot cocoa you could imagine. It's absolutely adorable.
"Hey Patrick!!"
He must come here a lot. The server knows him by name. She looks to be in her late 40's and wearing rollerblades.. I like this place .
"Hey sandy...table for two please. Is the back open?"
"Alright Patrick anything for my best customer..and no sorry...we are doing some remodeling back there... I can close up though if you'd like.."
"No Sandy..I can't ask you to do that.. I know you have a lot of bills to take care of especially since your husbands in the hospital and the kids..."
"Patrick you're the best...your wife better start treating you right..... Your too good of man not to be treated right....."
I am appalled. What does she mean your wife better start treating him right..He is a treasure...oh man I am mad.
"Patti, I will let you two order....holler when your ready!"
He has a nickname. Shit. He's getting hotter and cuter by the minute.
"Pattie? Huh...Seems like you know the place well enough to know what you want already. And to know what's best..I will just have what your having. "
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