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trying to wrap up some reports and paperwork. I received a text from Grayson:
    Looking forward to dinner. Can’t wait to see u, GB
    My response: Me too! C’ya soon !
    As the day progressed however, I couldn’t focus on what I was doing. My thoughts were constantly grabbing stars in my daydreams, thinking of my date with Grayson. Music always gets me going, so I put on my iPod to play. I found a favorite, World Stand Still by The Tenors. I love this song! Listening to it, I realized that my world felt idle when I was dreaming about Grayson. A noise brought me out of my thoughts and I could hear Coop headed my way, “Hey daydreamer, I think you have Graysonitis really bad! What do you say, let’s get you dressed for your date Alex, now move it...and just so you know, that hair is coming down!”
    As usual, Cooper styled me and actually fixed my hair. He persuaded me to cut a few sexy layers throughout my hair. Surprisingly, he gives quite an excellent trim. He had the layers flowing softly to the tiny curves of my breast and the volume pumped up. While we were playing dress up, he told me that he had a great time hanging out with his new friend, Mark and that he had about a dozen go-sees this week for modeling. Of which, he had a great opportunity with a new campaign for a new menswear line. So here’s to hoping it comes through for him. He talked about several of the stylist that he had been meeting at the preview shoots and they enjoyed showing the latest fashion trends, which he wanted to share with me.
    Screeching in the mirror, “Coop, this skirt is too tight and a bit short, I can’t wear this.” It was a cream pencil skirt. He matched it with a tan, sleeveless top and heels of course.
    “You can and you must. He needs to see that tall-tight-ass darling! Quit hiding it under flowing clothes!”
    “Trust me, he saw it. He was watching us dance Friday night at Sambuca’s. He also saw it in scrubs, and he saw it this morning when I was running!”
    “You don’t have time to change, Alex. He is going to be here any minute, wear the damn skirt!”
    I had just a few seconds to finish my make-up and slip on my heels before I heard the bell. Opening the door for Grayson, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Doc was so sexy in dark-washed metro-sexual jeans and a sapphire-blue Robert Graham dress shirt, without the tie. YUMMO! His hair had that glossy, messy curl to it, and I wasn’t sure I would be able to keep my hands out of it throughout the entire night.
    “Come in Grayson, I want you to meet Cooper.”
    As I turned to walk to the island bar, I could hear Grayson take in a deep breath, but he was speechless...could it be the skirt? Facing Cooper, he was winking at me. I guess I had my answer.
    “Grayson, this is my life-long best friend, Cooper, the best brother I ever had.” Pleasantly, the gentlemen shook hands. Coop kissed my cheek and was out the door, he had plans. On his way out, he let me know that he may not be home when I got back. His plans were taking him late into the evening with Mark, Monica and some of the other stylists he met at work.
    Taking my hand in his and playing with my fingers, Grayson touched my face with his free hand and brought my chin up. He brought his lips to mine and gave me the sweetest, lingering kiss that left me breathless! His mouth tasted so good and when he pulled away, he left me wanting more.
    “I have wanted to do that since Friday. You have the most kissable lips," as he traced his thumb across my lower lip. “This is my apology for acting like such an asshole to you in my office.” As he kissed my lips again, “I have not been able to stop thinking about doing this since I first laid eyes on you. Thoughts of you keep filling my head and driving me crazy. God, you are beautiful!”
    Taking a step back, “I saw you last Friday walking with Cooper to Sambuca's, so I followed thinking maybe he's a boyfriend or husband. I was immediately jealous and I needed to know if