"Youtoo."
She hangs up thephone.
Kit moves toward me. He wraps his arms around my waist. "That sounded like goodnews,baby."
I nod. "I gotthepart."
"Fuck." He leans in to press his lips to mine. "You deserve it. You nailed thatscene."
I made him run lines with me for about a million years. I did nail thescene.
God, I reallywantthis.
But—"Filming starts in two weeks and goes through July. I won'tseeyou."
"We'll figureitout."
"Yeah, but… we kept saying." I swallow hard. My thumb traces the outline of my engagement ring. "We kept saying the summer after Igraduate."
He archesabrow.
"That we'd get married the summer after Igraduate."
He nods. "We can do thatlater."
"Yeah, but… well…Canwe?"
He stares backatme.
"Do you actually want to getmarried?"