“Do you think Cort and Brooklyn are okay?” Shea asked as they rode in the cab toward the restaurant. “I’m sure they are,” Bradford said, patting Shea’s hand. She smiled at him and said, “I can’t help worrying about them. Who knows what that crazy woman is capable of?” “She does have crazy eyes, that’s for sure,” Bradford said, nodding. “Have you seen her up close?” Shea asked, looking at him with wide eyes. He nodded and said, “I made the mistake of answering the door one time when she knocked. Blimey! She was scary!” They pulled up to the restaurant, and Bradford told her, “No more talk about the crazy stalker. This is our night, and I don’t want her to ruin it for us.” Smiling, she nodded and slid out of the car. Bradford paid the driver and held his arm out for her to lead her into the restaurant. He let the host know he had a reservation, and she led them to a table toward the back of the room. “This is nice,” Shea said, looking around the darkened room. “Coz
Once they had discussed the costume ideas, Lewis cleared his throat and said, “I also wanted to ask your opinion on something.” Addy tucked her sketchpad into her purse and turned back to him, clasping her hands in front of her. “What’s up?” she asked. He cleared his throat and glanced around the room before speaking. “I want to do something special for Kendall at the festival, but I don’t know what to do,” he said sheepishly. She smiled at him and said, “That sounds wonderful! I bet she’d love that!” Smiling at her, he said, “I sure hope so. I want to show everyone how special she is, but I haven’t got the foggiest idea on how to do it.” Addy thought for a moment, tapping her lips as she thought. “Do you do anything before they show your film?” she asked. He nodded and said, “The filmmakers usually give a short speech.” Addy’s face lit up, and she said, “How about adding something about her in your speech?” Lewis’s face lit up at the suggestion. “That’s a
“Hey, Lewis! Wait up!” Lewis heard a familiar voice calling out behind him and grimaced. “I really don’t have the patience to deal with her right now,” he muttered as he closed his eyes. He heard footsteps hurrying up behind him and briefly wondered if he could pretend he hadn’t heard her. “Lewis!” she called out as she came up beside him. “Couldn’t you hear me? I’ve been calling your name for a couple of blocks!” He stopped and turned to her. “Sorry,” he said. “I’ve been thinking about things and wasn’t paying attention to anything around me.” “Thinking about your next movie?” she asked with a sly smile. “That and other things,” he said in a flat voice. Shea didn’t get the hint and asked, “What’s happening with the movie? Have you decided on parts yet?” He shook his head but didn’t say anything. “Do you think I’ll have a big part?” she asked, missing the irritated look on his face. “Will I be one of the leads? This could really be the start of something big f
“Hey, Kendall! Wait up!” Kendall slid to a stop and looked around. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted Addy hurrying toward her, waving her arm. “What’s up?” she asked in an even voice. Addy didn’t notice as she said, “I saw you skating by and wanted to tell you the good news.” “What good news?” Kendall asked, frowning. “Have you talked to Lewis lately?” she asked, grinning. Kendall shook her head, feeling a stab of pain in her chest at the mention of her boyfriend. “He asked me to design the costumes for his next movie!” Addy said, clapping her hands and jumping up and down. Kendall shook her head, confused. “He did what?” she asked, blinking. “He knew that I was doing all our outfits for the film festival, and he asked if I would meet up with him to discuss doing the costumes for his next movie,” Addy said, still grinning. Kendall’s eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open. “Is that why you two went to lunch?” she asked after swallowing. Addy nodded and
Addy looked up from the design she was drawing in her sketchbook when she heard someone knock on the door. Frowning, she put her pencil down and stood from the table. “I wasn’t expecting anyone,” she muttered as she walked to the door. “And no one else is home, so who could it be?.” She peered through the peephole to see who was on the other side. Her frown turned to an excited grin, and she hurried to open the door. “Troy!” she exclaimed when she saw him. “What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be away all weekend.” “I came home early and wanted to see you,” he told her, holding out his arms. She rushed into them, snuggling into his embrace. Then she lifted her head and brushed her lips over his. “I missed you,” she told him after they broke apart. “I can tell,” he said, smiling at her, then added, “I missed you too.” They went into the apartment, and she led him to the couch. He sat down, then held out his arm for her. “I have the most wonderful n
“Do you really think I can do this?” Shea whispered to Bradford as they sat in the seats of the Imperial Palace. “You know you’ve memorized this scene,” he told her, reaching over to take hold of her hand. “We’ve worked on this scene so much, I could go up there and do it with you.” She turned to him with an excited look. “Would you?” she asked, grabbing his hand with both of hers. He laughed and shook his head, saying, “I’m not the one auditioning. You are.” Seeing her face fall, he added, “You can do this, Luv. I know it, and I know that deep down, you do too.” He kissed her hand and said, “I have faith in you, Shea.” She smiled at him and leaned forward to kiss him. “Shea? Are you ready?” She jumped away from him and looked toward the stage, where Linda, the director, waited. “Be right there,” Shea called back. She leaned over and brushed her lips over Bradford’s, saying, “For luck.” “Definitely,” he said, smiling at her. She walked up to the stage, try
Troy sat in his bedroom, watching television but not paying attention to what was on the screen. He had his drumsticks out and was tapping away on the footstool in front of him. “Should I really try out for Cort’s band?” he muttered. “Is that something I want?” He pictured himself behind the drums while Cort and Bradford played in front of him. Grinning at the picture, he nodded and asked, “Why not? What would happen if I did it? I might enjoy myself? If I didn’t do it, I’d probably spend the rest of my life wondering what if I had joined the band?” Standing up, he reached for his phone and sent Cort a text, letting him know that he did want to audition for the band. He set the phone down and took a deep breath. “Man, I wish it was warmer,” he said. “I’m so full of energy right now, I’d love to kick the ball around the park.” His phone dinged, letting him know he had a text. Practically diving for it, he saw Cort had responded with a time to come by the band’s practic
Since it was a slow day at work, Lewis leaned against the counter and watched the people walk by outside. As he watched them, he jotted down notes about what he thought they were like for character ideas for future movies. He looked up just in time to see Shea walk by. Dropping his pencil, he grabbed his notebook and headed for the door, calling out, “I’m taking a break!” Without waiting for an answer, he left the store, chasing after her. “Shea! Hey, Shea! Wait up!” he called out as he ran. She didn’t hear him but stopped in front of a store window to look at it. “Hey, Shea,” Lewis said, stopping next to her and trying to catch his breath. “Oh, hey, Lewis,” Shea said, turning from the window to look at him as she took out her earbuds. “I didn’t hear you there. Sorry about that.” He nodded, then held up his finger. Bending over at the waist, he took a couple of deep breaths before standing back up. “Sorry,” he said when he could finally talk. “I ran after you for a c