Page 16 of The Sitcom Star
But he didn’t even bother trying to catch it because she’d thrown it at practically a ninety-degree angle, almost straight to her right.It hit a tree trunk and fell to the ground.
She tried not to feel too embarrassed, shaking her arms and bouncing on her feet in an attempt to loosen up.Then she headed toward the tree, picked up the Frisbee, and returned to where she’d been standing before.
She could do this.But maybe she’d gotten her stance wrong last time, so she put her right foot behind and flicked her wrist.
The Frisbee went flying in the other direction…but it still wasn’t the right direction.No, it ended up stuck in the branches of an oak tree.
“Oh my God, I’m so bad at this,” she said, putting her hands to her cheeks.
Adrian hurried to the tree, jumped up to smack the branch, and the Frisbee tumbled down to the ground.His fluid movements were mesmerizing.
“Can I show you?”he asked.
When she nodded, he walked over to her.He demonstrated how to stand, and she ought to be paying attention to his technique as he tossed the Frisbee smoothly, straight in front of him, but for some reason, she was staring at his arm instead.In fact, she was momentarily unable to tear her gaze away, and when she looked at his face, that didn’t help.She couldn’t help noticing the playful tilt of his lips, and then she got lost in his dark eyes.
Maddie swallowed hard, her face heating.
She still hadn’t regained full control of her body.What was wrong with her?It wasn’t like she usually had trouble thinking straight when she was around good-looking men.For God’s sake, she acted next to Ethan Park, who had tons of people salivating over his Instagram pictures, and she’d never forgotten her lines.
Well, that wasn’t true.She’d forgotten them a few times, but that was the week she’d only gotten twelve hours of sleep, so there was a good explanation.
Adrian jogged to the Frisbee and tossed it to her.It was a perfect throw, right about shoulder level, and she reached out to grab it, but somehow the Frisbee went through her hands, landing on the grass behind her.
She picked it up and was about to attempt a throw when Adrian placed a hand on her shoulder.His touch warmed her skin even further.He adjusted her position slightly, and she forgot to breathe.If he moved just a little, he could pull her into his arms…
“Sorry,” he said, stepping back, “I should have asked if I could touch you.”
“It’s fine,” she croaked.
She threw the Frisbee, and it was an improvement over her earlier attempts, though the disc wasn’t flat and started veering to the right.Adrian sprinted toward it—wow, he looked good when he was running—and jumped, catching the Frisbee just as it started to fall.
He threw it back to her.Another perfect throw, and once again, she failed to catch it.
“I really am bad at this,” she said, but she didn’t feel as frustrated as she had when her dough hadn’t risen properly.Actually, there was something nice about the fact that she wasn’t great at this and didn’t need to be.
Besides, she enjoyed simply watching him move around.Perhaps part of the reason for her poor performance was that she kept getting distracted.
“I’m sure you’ll get better with practice,” Adrian said.
“Yeah, probably.”
Her next throw was pretty good, but a little too far to the right and….
Oh, shit.
Chapter 5
There’s been a lot of buzz aboutChu’s Restaurant, now streaming on Netflix.This Canadian sitcom thinks it’s new and different, but it really isn’t.It’s just a regular sitcom, set in a small-town Chinese restaurant, and I can’t say I’m a fan of this trend of forced diversity.Why does anyone watch this, aside from Maddie Ng’s family and friends?It’s beyond me.
—Some Dude on Some Website
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“Holdonasecond,”Jen said between laughs.“This guy fed you a lunch of smushed sandwiches?Then you had a nap, played Frisbee, and got run off the island by Canada geese after you hit one?”
Maddie wrinkled her nose and reached for a piece of maki.It was Tuesday, and they were sitting on a Queen Street patio for lunch.“I just barely hit the goose, and then they wouldn’t leave us alone.I swear, those things are vicious.”
“Sounds like a great date.”
