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Her pink skin and sweet praise stirred his hardened cock. He wanted to take her, right then and there, no care for everyone around him. But he’d settle for a day at the film festival. He’d rent a car and it would be just the two of them, sharing their love of movies. He’d ask her as soon as they were alone.

“I’ll take you,” Sam said. Every muscle in Micah’s body tensed. “Breckenridge is beautiful and only a couple of hours from here. I’d love to show it toyou.”

Micah resisted the urge to punch him. Say no, Maddie, he willed silently. Sayno.

But Maddie’s face broke into a grin. “Really? Thanks.”

“Awesome. We can work out the deets before we leave. Right now I want to get in a game of pool before Chloe heads out. She thinks she can beat me. But she totally can’t.” He stood and pushed his chair in. “Did you hear that, Chloe Barfoot? I’m gonna whoop yourass!”

Chloe stood as well, her small frame barely reaching Sam’s chest. “Like hell you are. It’son.”

“This I gotta see,” Fudgesaid.

Micah frowned as Sam leaned over Maddie to grab his beer. He couldn’t be certain but he was pretty sure that Sam was sneaking his own peek at Maddie’s bosom.

“Come cheer me on?” Sam asked.

Now Micah was certain. Sam was totally looking. Who wouldn’t sneak a peek? Maddie’s breasts were excellent— firm, round, perky—and if Sam was sneaking peeks tonight, God knew what he’d try to do to them tomorrow. Micah couldn’t stand the thought. As soon as he could get a damn minute alone with her he’d tell her not to go. Though now she’d likely go to the pool tables to be the douchebag’s personal cheerleader.

But she surprised him. “I’ll cheer you fromhere.”

Micah didn’t bother to hide his satisfaction.

After a moment of shuffling chairs and gathering beer bottles, most of the table had dispersed to watch thegame.

Maddie flashed a mischievous grin. “We’re alone.”

Hmm.He liked the tone of this conversation. Too bad they weren’t really alone. He was very aware of the waitress eyeing him, and the couple in the booth behind him, and the woman at the bar. “Mostly.”

“Mostly enough.” She took a deep breath—was she nervous?—and slid herself over to the chair Sam had occupied. “I’m glad. I need to give you something.”

“You do?” Micah’s curiosity piqued as Maddie took a long swig, finishing off her Corona. Then she dug in her pocket for her ChapStick. He watched entranced as she applied it leisurely to her full, pink lips, just as he had seen her do so many times on set. Thank God for the dry weather.

When she’d finished with her lips, she began to rub the ChapStick liberally over her lefthand.

He raised an eyebrow. What the hell was she doing?

He was answered by the approach of her hand underneath the table where his cock throbbed painfully in his jeans. His jaw dropped as she undid his zipper and freed his aching member, her eyes never leaving his. Well, this wasn’t characteristic of the Maddie he thought he’d begun to figure out. What a nice surprise.

Maddie circled his penis with her lubricated hand, eliciting a gasp. A nice surprise indeed.

“So, Micah, I’ve been meaning to ask you—why so many women in yourlife?”

Micah blinked several times before answering, not sure he could converse with her hand on his dick. With effort, he managed, “I have a very strict no-strings rule. Relationships in Hollywood are near impossible.”

“That's pessimistic.” Slowly, Maddie began to move her hand up his shaft from the root to head of his member, driving a shiver down his spine. “There are plenty of actors who have girlfriends in Hollywood.”

Micah put his palms down on the table and stilled himself. “Hardly any of those work out. And the no-girlfriend thing has kept me focused. It’s gotten me to thetop.”

She met his stare full on, a glint in her eyes. Her hand slid back down to base camp. Ho.Ly. Fuck.

“Maybe you got to the top because you're talented.” Again, Maddie moved her hand up his shaft, dragging her thumb along the thick vein on the underside of hiscock.

He suppressed a groan. “Talent means nothing in Hollywood.” Was he even making sense? It was so hard to concentrate on words.

“And lucky.” She paused then moved her hand over his head in lazy circles before sliding it back down his shaft.

He gritted his teeth. “I am verylucky.”