‘Enchanted,’ he says lifting my hand to his lips and
kissing it. What is going on? Does he think this is the set of Mad Men and I’m
interviewing for a secretarial post? I dart a glance at Sam and Luke and see
them grinning.
‘We haven’t gone through the wardrobe into a land of
enchantment,’ I snap, pulling my hand from
his.
‘You’re wasting your time if you think your charms
will work on our Harry,’ Sam chortles.
‘Yeah Harry will eat you for breakfast,’ Luke adds for
good measure.
‘Is that right.’ The actor cocks his head to one side
and gives me a speculative look. Now that I have his attention I wish I didn’t,
his eyes keep twinkling at me. ‘Maybe I might like that?’
Luke and Sam laugh but I don’t see anything remotely
amusing in his smarmy presumptions.
‘You don't look much like a stunt-woman?’
‘You don’t look much like an actor?’ I smart
back.
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