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is, until an elegant older woman laces her fingers around his forearm, whispering something in his ears.
    He diverts his eyes to her for a second, then takes one more glimpse in my direction before the two of them sit down together.
    My stomach turns to mush. My body has liquefied into a puddle in this chair. Something about him, or maybe it's everything about him so far, has already captivated me.
    "Did you see?" I whisper to Sumner, while still looking in the general vicinity of where he is sitting.
    "Um. Yeah. Holy hotness."
    I turn to look at her, nodding my head. "Right? I don't know who he is, but I basically want his babies."
    "I'll second that latter statement, but seriously, you don't know who that is?"
    "Should I?"
    "Pretty much."
    "And he is?" I ask, the question lingering as I anticipate her words. I'm hoping it's someone she knows so that maybe I can be formally introduced. Not that it seems to matter, as I'm pretty positive that was a significant other of his.
    "Oh, please. How do you not know? That new movie, Wait to Find Me , the one they're filming for the suddenly famous book. He's the lead role."
    "Does he play in other movies?" I ask.
    She shrugs. "I think he had a couple extremely low budget films he starred in. The author of the book got to help with casting, and she said she didn't want anyone too well known for the role. From what I hear he is spot on perfection for the character."
    "What's his name?"
    "The character or him?"
    I narrow my eyes at Sumner's dumb question. "Him. Obviously."
    She grins. "I knew what you meant. Leon Owens."
    "Wait, really? That's him? I heard his name before, but I didn't know what he looked like apparently."
    "I told Dad he is someone I desperately want to work with in the future. I'm hoping he gets it set up at some point for me, now that he is making a bigger name for himself."
    "That would be awesome for you."
    "Except that he was eye fucking you." She elbows me with a small laugh. "You should introduce yourself after the viewing."
    "I kind of already did." I can feel my face blush, thinking about how embarrassed I felt speaking with him once. Had I only known it was him, maybe I would have tried a different approach in speaking with him. Maybe I would have tried to continue conversation and let him know my name.
    "Will you two please be quiet?!" The voice behind us says a lot louder than the last time.
    With a more hushed voice, I lean towards Sumner so I can talk in her ear instead of trying to whisper out a conversation respectfully. "He's the bathroom dude."
    "Well fuck. No wonder you looked the way you did. Definitely introduce yourself afterwards. I think you made a good impression."
    I glance in that direction again. He had a companion with him. I don't want to intrude. I have to accept the fact that I'm a college nobody, and he's about to star in one of the biggest movies of the year. I'll take my losses and oogle him in tabloids like everyone else across the globe.

Chapter Four
June 8 th
    Last week I got set up with a few different agencies to figure out who would be willing to accept me as a surrogate mother. I still have yet to tell anyone about what I plan to go through. I'm not entirely sure why I fear telling Sumner, or any of my friends, but I do. I guess the thought of them trying to convince me otherwise, which I know they'd do. That is one of the reasons getting set up with an agency is hard, well, along with a list of things. The fact I haven't even been a mother before, the fact I'm only eighteen, I don't have a support system behind me, and with the history of my mom having complications in prior pregnancies meaning it could be genetic.
    However last Friday I got a call about a possible family from one of the agencies. Stating that I was a perfect match. They wanted someone young, someone whom did not want an open relationship after the birth, and someone who was healthy and smart. They had a list, and apparently... I'm actually chosen. All my