Chapter Two

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Omg I can't believe this,  he is so damn fine! He's like a mixture of Johnny Depp and Morris Chestnut.  This brother was ooohhh weee,  damn! The mere sight of him is making me ache.  He just walked into the Starbucks, I am currently buying coffee at. The barista next to me addresses him by name and proceeded to take his order. Wait..... I think I heard the barista wrong.

"Hi sir, my name is Olive O'Neal. I was wondering if I heard him right?"

" Yes, you heard correctly I am Stephoné Miller. "

"THE  Stephoné Miller of the Mickey Ds enterprise?"

" Yes?, that's me. Do I know you from somewhere?"

"No you don't it's just I know people who know you, so I was just shocked at how I'm just now meeting you. "

"Oh? You do? May I ask who?"

" Do you know anyone by the names Wendy Lane and Robert Porse?"

"Yes I do that's my wife and secretary"

"See what a small world,  but you and Wendy don't share last names. "

" That was her idea,  ( he checks his watch) oh it was nice to meet you.  Here's my card I would like to meet again"

" Ok thanks for your time, Happy Monday "

I can not believe this, yet again this beautiful man is married AND I'm supposed to kill him.  Oh what am I going to do,  I need to talk to his wife.

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