“I’m the other woman’s boyfriend and the envious one is trying to steal me away.”
“Oh . . .” I picture him kissing a lot of women on screen and I realize there is a reason he’s a great kisser. He practices a lot.
“Hopefully it gets picked up. I like the idea of having a steady gig and being really close to a certain celebrity.”
I swallow hard and my chest constricts. I bet his co-star is gorgeous. I immediately picture Olivia Wilde kissing him and I run the gamut of emotions. “So, you and your co-stars must be really close then, huh?”
“Not really. We just started filming last week. It’s awkward having to do some of these scenes when you’ve barely shaken your co-star’s hand.”
“Awkward? You mean like lying naked with them and making out?”
He laughs lightly. “Oh, I see where this is going now. I should have known when you didn’t react to my comment about being close to a celebrity. For the record, I was referring to you.”
“Me? I’m not a celebrity.”
“Is that why I saw them discussing your book onAccess Hollywoodyesterday?”
“They were? What?”
“It was a brief segment, but they said something about it being made into a movie.”
“Oh, that little thing.” I laugh as I wave him off in the air, even though he can’t see me.
“Yeah, that. Congratulations, by the way. I can’t even imagine how excited you must be.”
“Thank you. They’re still working on the script. I get to read it, but I’m not sure how open they’ll be to my suggestions. Hopefully they try to stick to the book as much as possible. There’s nothing worse for readers than watching their favorite book scene be mutilated on the big screen.”
“I can imagine. I like this.”
“What?”
“Us talking like this. This is the most you’ve ever said about yourself since I’ve met you.”
I cringe. “Sorry. While my stories might be open books, I prefer my life to be as closed as possible.”
“I understand. I just hope it means you might consider letting me in a little bit.”
I pause because I don’t know how to respond. What’s appropriate here? Yes, welcome to my world. Explore all my nether regions? Or maybe, I’m not sure you’ll like what you see in my folds, especially the crevices of fat. Or better yet, no, I don’t know you enough to let you seep inside. I still haven’t decided if you’re sugar or poison.
He interjects before I decide which one to use. “There’s no pressure. I’m not trying to rush anything. Although I’d be lying if I didn’t have a particular chapter in mind.”
“What chapter? Tell me.” I rush over to my bookcase and grabBook Boyfriendoff the shelf.
“No, no. I’m not ready to tell you yet. I wish I could see you sooner, but I’m scheduled on set all this week. Do you think you’d be open to phone dates until Saturday? Assuming you’re free this Saturday night?”
“Hmm . . . I’ll have to check my schedule. Um, yeah I’m free.” I can’t help but laugh. It’s cute he thinks I have a life.
“Good. I miss your face.”
I bite my lip. “I miss yours, too.”
“I’d call that progress. I like that you miss me.”
“Well, don’t let it go to your head. I’m still not sure about you.”
“That’s okay. I’m a very patient man. The good things in life always take effort.”
“Ha! You think I’m good? I’m actually a pain in the ass. Ask Luna.” I instantly regret bringing her up.