Page 15 of The Likelihood Of You

So, who do you need gone? Cash up front, remember.

Thank God. They’re pretty high profile, so only do this if you’re ready.

You’re not a fan of Harry Styles, right?

Oh, you just crossed a line. Big time.

But anyway, yes! A million times, yes! Thank you again.

Happy to help. This might be short notice, but they’re asking if you can start tomorrow. Don't sweat it if not, assasinwork can be tricky ;)

Tomorrow sounds great! Is there anything I need to know beforehand, like dress code, what to do, what not to do?

Dress code is just casual, the days can run for longer than they tell you, so wear something comfortable. To get in Wes’ good books (our director) try to have something sweet on hand.

He’s a character. But you’ll get used to him.

And by character, I mean he’s a complete asshole.

Wow, this job sounds amazing. I’m so stoked to start.

Nice sarcasm. You might wanna lose that in front of Wes, though. He’s weird about it.

Also…Stoked? You Brits use that phrase a lot?

Not usually. Just trying to get familiar with the slang. So I’m not completely lost tomorrow.

Is ‘totallytubular’ still a thing???

……Yes. Still very much a thing.

Okay, thank you. I really mean it. You’re a lifesaver for this job. I owe you!!

I’ll remember that. See you tomorrow.

It’s safe to say that squirmy feeling in my stomach that had sat there while I texted him was quickly replaced by lip-knawing and hand twitching.

It shouldn’t have even been there in the first place. It was hard to figure out whether it was just the post-text realisation of ‘I’m texting with a flipping celebrity’ that caused it or whether it was the fact that I had the tiniest, iddy biddy, harmless crush on him.

Admittedly, after I met Jacob, I spent the next few weeks not stalking, but stalking. I downloaded his movie,Defenders of Time, and for the two hours and thirty-five minutes he was on screen, my eyes didn’t budge.

Most of the time, that was because the acting was so good. The other half of the time, it was because I was trying to remember if his head was really that square, or if it was just name badge-less server gettingin my head.

There was also this one scene in particular, and I’m convinced that while my eyes were on it, aliens could have overrun the city, and I wouldn’t have moved an inch. It was a scene I didn’t expect in an adventure sci-fi movie, but it was.

When Jacob’s character, Shep, confesses his feelings for the girl he lost nearly eight hundred years ago, and at the end of his deep and meaningful monologue about why he had to leave her, he pulls her in for what I can only describe as an ‘if this kiss was happening in the rain, even though we’re in space, it would be the most perfect kiss in the history of the universe’ kind of kiss.

It was sensual. Romantic. At one point, it turned hungry. Almost like if the two of them didn’t kiss at that exact moment, the world was going to implode. And given that the characters chose to execute this kiss when the world had four seconds before itdidimplode, that was the only way to describe it. I just simply could not take my eyes off my laptop screen. His movements were calculated but natural. I had to remind myself that he was acting. Several times. But my God, was it addictive.

From the way his hands started at the small of her back, then along her petite arms, to the way they shifted to a cupping position around her face. I was in love.

With what he was doing. Not him.

Your pants are on fire, baby.

The day after I watched that scene was the day I bumped into him again. I found myself not really paying attention to most of the conversation, until he mentioned the assistant job, because in my head, that soul-melting kiss scene was doing reruns.

If he noticed that I couldn’t take my eyes off his mouth, he did an excellent job hiding it.

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