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herself.
    "I will, thanks for the advice."
    I sighed and nodded then looked longingly to
the table down the wall but saw nothing but throngs of people. Now
I don’t know any famous people, but I don’t think trying to drink
or eat is easy with hordes of people crowding you. I personal would
have started killing people by now. “Tell me, does he look happy
when you take him a drink?”
    “Actually no he doesn’t.”
    I simply nodded and sat back to form some
sort of plan to get rid of the people. Nothing immediately came to
mind, but as she made it with my food I decided something had to
happen because now I couldn’t eat in peace, and nobody messes with
my eating time. Finally I decided on a simple misdirection tactic,
I just hoped it would work.
    I picked up my phone and spoke loud enough
to where the person at the back of the crowd could hear me and with
a girl-obsessed voice said: "Hey, OMG you would not guess who I
just ran into down at the beach (pause) no. (Pause) no. I said you
wouldn't be able to guess; it was Kit Carson! Yeah I know, he's
hot," my tactic worked because I heard the woman closest to me
whisper Kit's name to her friend and like a wildfire the women
cleared out.
    Finally there were just a few men and they
looked to be finishing up their business with them and lumbering
off, and then I got my first look at Kyle Mallory, in the
flesh.
    My, what a flesh it is.
    I took this moment to look upon him and his
bodyguard, unfortunately irony and I ran smack dab into each other.
His bodyguard was none other than Kit Carson. I cringed when I
realized I was going to have to confess my blunder.
    I looked down at my burger and decided I
would eat first, no need to confront the star of your own rumor. I
picked up the burger - I practically had an orgasm at the first
bite.
    It was triple stack heaven.
    The buns were toasted with lettuce, tomato
and multiple types of cheese all stacked sloppily on three cheese
stuffed burgers.
    I'm pretty sure I moaned out loud.
    I ate my burger while people looked on - I
didn't know why, until after my last bite a slightly balding man
with a genuine smile of heartburn came up to my table. "Miss, you
are the only one tonight that has finished the triple trouble and
because I am a man of my word anything you order for the rest of
the night will be on the house."
    "Um, alright." I smiled at him, "why?"
    "That was three and a half pounds of meat,
cheese and bread; we've had an ongoing contest for the last three
years that anyone who comes in and eats the entire burger gets the
rest of the night on the house."
    "Why would you hold such an obvious failing
contest?" I asked in earnest, "I mean I had no problem eating it,
surely there are plenty of others who have completed it?"
    "Actually roughly one a month."
    "Oh, well thank you." He smiled at me for
real this time and presented me a shirt that said 'I ate the triple
trouble!' then walked away; I think he popped an antacid. I stuffed
the shirt in my bag and took a sip of my beer and decided it was
now or never. I stood and walked over to their table. "Hello, I
have a confession-"
    "You are his biggest fan and would like an
autograph?” Kit Carson sighed, apparently he'd heard this several
times tonight.
    "Well yes, that is true, but it's not quite
what I came to say," I looked at both of them and was rewarded with
a pair of blue eyes and pair of green eyes. They were both
extremely handsome and yet looked lonely. My eyes fell onto Kit; he
looked the same in the movies as he does in real life. His face was
rugged and ravage by at least a three day beard but instead of
making him looked unkempt it did nothing but intensify his piercing
blue eyes and the tanned skin told me he spent plenty of time out
side.
    His hair was longish, long enough that it
kept flowing into his face. Finally he pulled his long fingered,
strong looking hand away from his beer and ran it through his hair
pushing it back. As he turned to talk to Kyle Mallory I