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.”“Bring it on.” He smiled.“Nell,” he read off my name tag.“Unusual name.Unusual hair color.Is that natural red?”“Yes.My parents' fault.I'll go put in your order.What kind of dressing would you like on your salad?”“Surprise me,” he said.“How about Italian, since you're at an Italian restaurant?”He pretended disappointment.“That's not much of a surprise.Can't you do better?”My God, Jeremy Gray was flirting with me.It almost made getting fired from Eden all worthwhile.Jeremy of the sandy blond hair, the cerulean blue eyes, the ridiculously hard body.He was pushing forty, but it only made him sexier and worldlier and hotter in a naughty-daddy kind of way.Up close and personal, he was even hotter than he was on-screen.He had those sexy older-man lines around his eyes.“Raspberry-walnut vinaigrette?” I suggested.“Better.” Sexy, fortyish, sugar-daddy hot man.I wanted him to spank me like the bad, bad girl I was.But this wasn't Eden, this was Buona Italia, so I went to the kitchen to put in his order instead.“Make it good,” I said to Guillermo.“Then all the big movie stars will come to your restaurant.”“From your lips to God's ears,” he exclaimed.“Let it be so!”Later, when Jeremy Gray had finished his parm and insisted on paying for his meal, he agreed to pose for a photograph.Since Maria Rose, Guillermo's wife, had already gone home, Jeremy suggested I be in the picture with him.He put his arm around me and Guillermo crowed, “Say cheese!”I obediently said “cheese,” but Jeremy said “provolone” and looked over at me, so it ended up looking like he was giving me a kiss.We laughed as we crowded together over the small digital-camera screen to look at the photo.“I'll print it out tonight!” said Guillermo.“Next time you come, you sign!”The whole way home I couldn't get the solid, warm feel of his body against mine out of my head.* * *He did come back, just a few days later, right before closing time again.I was half-annoyed, half-joyous.A little part of me fantasized that he'd come back just to see me.He'd definitely flirted with me last time.“I'll have the usual,” he said when I came to his table.“Raspberry-walnut vinaigrette and all?”“Yes, whatever Little Nell suggests.”The name jolted me for a moment.I looked for irony in his eyes, but he just smiled and handed back the menu.I headed to the kitchen.No, he couldn't know.I was actually rather little, barely five feet tall and maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet.That's probably why he called me Little Nell.If he'd ever been to the club, I would have known.I would have heard the gossip.I went back out with his beer and set it on the table.“Can you sit and have a beer with me?” he asked.I glanced around the restaurant.Another couple was still lingering over their meal.“I'm not supposed to sit down with the customers while I'm working.”He smiled.“So you're a good little worker, are you?”“I try to be.”“I need someone like you.I need an assistant.Do you have any friends looking for a job?”I opened my mouth and then closed it, but he got the hint.“Or maybe you're looking for a better job.You like waitressing here?”I shrugged and looked away.All of a sudden, his eyes really intimidated me.Or maybe I was just afraid he'd see how desperate I was for his job.I wondered how much he'd pay.Somehow I knew it would be more than I made working for Guillermo, tips and all.“God, you don't know how tempting that is.But Guillermo…they're so nice here.I would hate to leave him and his wife high and dry.”Jeremy sighed.“And loyal too.There's got to be a way to lure you away from here.”I laughed softly.“I don't know.If you keep talking to me and keeping me from the other customers, maybe you'll get me fired.”“Excellent plan.I'll get you fired, and then you'll have to come work for me.”“Or just offer me a lot of money.A salary I can't refuse.”I laughed, but he looked at me soberly.“I actually would like to find an assistant like you.Pleasant, responsible, loyal”—he smiled—“and a little bit fun.Think about it?”“Well…” Don't sound desperate! “Yeah.I… Yeah.You need an assistant starting when?”“I'll be traveling a lot in the upcoming weeks.I need someone right away.Someone who's free to travel, who can keep me organized and sane while I work on location.”I looked over at the couple across the restaurant, their empty glasses and frowns of impatience.“Mr.Gray, excuse me.I have to—”“Go on.Come and talk to me later.But think about it.”“I will.”Think about it.God, as if I had to think about it.Personal assistant to Jeremy Gray.Travel, exotic locations, and the movie-star life on movie-star sets and in movie-star hotels.Wow.And I would rub shoulders with him all the time.Him, Jeremy Gray.Hot, nice, friendly, sexy, famous movie-star man.Every day.I would see him every day, wouldn't I, if I were his personal assistant? What was there to think about?I filled glasses and gave the other table their check.They gave me a shitty tip when they left, but I didn't care.I was already picturing handing Guillermo my two weeks' notice and riding off with Jeremy Gray into the movie-star sunset.When I returned to his table he was on the phone, so I hovered around the bar and the kitchen, dying to talk to him.Finally, at the end of the meal, he gave me his business card.“Listen, Nell, I'd love to talk to you more about this job, if you're interested.”“Yes, to be honest, I am interested.” I tried to keep the desperate adulation out of my voice.“Maybe we can meet over dinner to discuss it.What evening would be best?”“I'm off Monday.” Damn, it was only Thursday, but Guillermo really needed me on the weekend nights.“Or we could do lunch.”“I'd prefer dinner.A nice place where we can sit and chat and talk things over.How about Monday night at the Diplomat? Dinner, you and me.”“Dinner, you and me.” Swoon.He was being very proper and businesslike, but my imagination was in overdrive.“That sounds great, Mr.Gray.”“Call me Jeremy.Mr.Gray makes me feel old.Tell me your number and where you live, and I'll pick you up.”Oh my God, oh my God.While I was trying to choke down the thought that I was going to go to dinner with a movie star like Jeremy Gray, Guillermo hustled over with the eight-by-ten photo of us for Jeremy to sign.He signed it, To Guillermo and to Little Nell, the best server on earth, but I was too distracted and excited at that moment to really think about what he meant by that.* * *No, I didn't get it.I was off in outer space, in la-la land, in Groupieville.I couldn't wait for Monday to arrive, and I actually spent all day Monday primping and plucking and waxing like it was some kind of date instead of a business meeting.I couldn't help it.A little voice inside me kept saying, He flirted with you.He said you were fun, pleasant.He smiled.He pulled you close to pose for a picture, and it looks like he was kissing you.I know.I had the picture on my wall [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]