Perfect Harmony

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I MADE THIS UP, TOTALLY MY FANTASY. i MAKE NO CLAIM TO KNOW ANY OF THE ACTORS PERSONALLY AND HAVE CHOSEN TO GIVE THEM EACH MY OWN TAKE ON
THEIR PERSONALITIES. nO WAY SHAP OR FORM IS THIS STORY TRUE. jUST SPECULATION. PLEASE ENJOY AND REVIEW IT MEANS A LOT TO ME TO HAVE YOUR OPINIONS.

Milee hummed to herself as she walked through the front door of her dream house. Unfortunately the house belonged to her employers slash friends. It was everything in a home that she'd ever wanted. On the side of a mountian overlooking a green valley, two stories of spanish villa plus a guest house and a pool. Beautiful kitchen with an island, beautiful living room that looked out on the valley...beautiful everything. She hummed her way into the kitchen, opened the fridge and deposited the weekly groceries, grabbing a grapefruit IZZE and walking out to the back patio to lounge for a while. Only to find that her usual spot was being occupied by...god forbid... a man. And not just ANY man, oh no it was Gerard Butler himself.

He turned his head and tipped down his sunglasses. 'Lord just kill me now." Milee thought. "I'm really sorry, David and Steve hadn't told me they were having company this weekend. I'm Milee." He just lay there grinning, his muscled torso just gleaming with sun tan lotion. Horomones going into hyperdrive. "Not a problem, they certianly mentioned you." Make that warp speed. "I just stopped by to drop off groceries and get dinner ready for the dream team since they're comming home tonight." Stop babbling Milee, for Christs sake. Gerard unfolded himslef from the lounge chair and stood up. "Och, well then don't let me stop you." With his accent 'well' had sounded like 'weel', gotta love a scot in swim trunks.