Page 49 of Arranging Ayra
Keely mouthed a silentthank you.
Several scenes were shot without issues from Barnaby. But as I watched him ‘acting’ with Rhonda, the chemistry between them became more and more evident. There was an ease about their interactions. His hand lingered over hers even after Keely called ‘cut.’ His eyes were steadily on hers.
Damn.
TheywereMr. Darcy and Lizzy.
A producer couldn’t hope for a better pairing. Right. I should be happy. They were going to make this movie a success... so believable. So damned believable.
My heart raced, but not with the adoration I felt for Mr. Darcy or Barn. It raced with uncertainty, with a sense of betrayal.
He’s just a good actor, I told myself again.
He’s simply that good of an actor.
He’s good.
He’s good.
THIRTEEN
Irubbed my temples as I anticipated another day of negotiating with Barn. I was growing weary of playing the go between for him and Keely, but he was growing more and more demanding and less willing to cooperate with my suggestions.
“This is the scene we’ve been waiting for,” Keely said as we drove out to the small lake. “The weather is perfect and...” She looked at me. “Are you okay?”
I looked up at Barn’s pick-up truck ahead of us. With Barn at the wheel, we were all making good time as we followed him down the dirt road.
“Oh,” Keely said with an understanding nod. “I see.”
“We got up at four this morning,” I said. “We got everything ready. The actors went through make up, hair, wardrobe... all in the hope of capturing that magical moment with the morning sun glistening on Mr. Darcy’s smooth and muscular chest.”
She nodded again. “You’re afraid we won’t get the shot?”
“Yesterday I caught him giving wardrobe advice to one of the Bennet sisters, then he commented on some actor’s untidy beard, then tried to tell Mr. Bingley how to pronounce ‘harassment.’ It never ends.”
“It will soon enough, don’t worry.”
