Page 38 of Hollywood Fairytale

His face softened, with his lop-sided smile filling the screen. I loved that smile. It always made my whole body fill with warmth.

“God you are too sweet and perfect. Sometimes I wonder what I ever did to deserve you. I can’t wait until you come home. I’m counting down the days.”

“Me too. Listen, I only have a few minutes before I have to be back on set, but I wanted to discuss something with you.” He paused, running a hand through his hair. “I got an email this morning which I’m going to forward to you once we’re off the phone. I’ve been asked to shoot a movie this summer in Hawaii. I’ll only do it if you and Mason can come. I know he won’t be able to stay the whole time since he’ll be with his dad and grandparents on vacation for some of it. Do you think since he’ll be with his dad for two weeks that he’d give up a couple of his weekends?”

“Doubtful, especially when he finds out it’s so that we can spend the summer in Hawaii. Fuck that would be a long flight to have to make back and forth every two weeks.”

I watched as his face fell for only a brief second before he wiped it away. I hated to see the disappointment on his face. “I know, but I wanted to ask.”

“Thank you for asking. I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii. Fuck! Why does Decker have to be such an asshole?” I leaned my head back against the headrest with my eyes closed. “I’ll talk to him and see what I can do, but I can’t make any promises. Send me the info. Is it always like this with last minute casting?”

“No,” he shook his head and then looked off for a moment. “I’ve got to go, but to answer your question, no. They heard that Night Shadows wouldn’t be shooting until next summer and wanted me for the part. I’ll call you tonight during my break. Love you and see you soon.”

“I love you too. I’ll be the one with the big smile on her face.”

“I couldn’t miss you for the world.”

Blowing him a kiss, I sat back after disconnecting. How the hell was I going to convince Decker to give up his weekends with Mason? He wouldn’t give in, just so he could hurt me. He was still raging about finding out that Luke was still my boyfriend and an actor. He hated that he was handsome and good to me and Mason.

He would especially hate that we were going to spend the summer in Hawaii. The place I had always wanted to go while we were married, but he was unable to take me.

My work was cut out for me.

18

Turning over,I tried to get comfortable, but it was impossible. It was day two of being sick, and I was miserable. Luckily Mason was at his grandparents for the weekend, so I didn’t have to feel bad about neglecting him while I stayed in bed.

My eyes drifted closed as I wondered what Mason had done that day. The Nyquil was doing its job of pulling me back to sleep when I felt the bed dip. I shot up, looking around in the dark. My heart felt as if it was going to beat out of my chest. I started to turn on the lamp by the bed when strong arms encased me. As I started to fight out of the hold, I registered the smell of ocean and sandalwood.

Luke.

“Alex, it’s only me. I’m sorry to scare you.” He rasped in my ear.

Pulling out of his hold, I turned to launch myself back at him. Wrapping my entire body around his, I kissed his neck as I felt his arms tighten around me.

“What are you doing here? You’re a week early.” I murmured hoarsely against his warm skin.

“You’re sick so I wrapped up everything early that way I could come home to take care of you. I wasn’t sure if I would be here tonight or not, so I decided not to tell you since I knew you wouldn’t get any rest waiting on me.”

“How did you get here?”

“Airplane.” He chuckled, kissing my temple. “How sick are you?”

“Pfft, not that sick. I meant from the airport, smarty-pants.”

“I called Josh to pick me up.” He rumbled in my ear.

“I would have picked you up,” I pouted, as one hand rubbed up and down his back. He felt so good and so right. In my arms was where Luke was meant to be.

“I know you would have, but then it wouldn’t be a surprise.” He nuzzled into my hair placing kisses and inhaling every once in a while. “How are you feeling? Good enough to come downstairs?”

“I feel a hundred percent better now that you’re here. What’s downstairs?”

“Something I set up.” He answered as he pulled me up off the bed. His hand caressed my cheek as he took me in in the soft moonlight that escaped through the crack of the curtains. “I missed your pretty face.”

“I missed your everything. Your smell. Your heat. Your eyes and that kissable mouth. I don’t want to let you go.” Tears welled in my eyes at the reminder of how hard it had been to be separated from him for so long.

“You don’t have to let me go. I’m right here and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure we’re never apart again like we were these last few months. Now come downstairs with me so I can show you something.”

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