When he stripped down to stalk a herd silently, but in your mind it was just so you could gaze at his OMG abs.
When he looked good as hell on the red carpet and made you jealous of his tux, even with all the Clydesdale blood spatters.
When he brought a bow and arrow to the Kentucky Derby but still looked so damn cute you needed a month to recover from that swoon.
When his flawless hair made you forget that he had mercilessly tracked this bronco for six days.
When he was, except for one thing, absolutely perfect.