Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Then my gaze lands on Blake, who’s on the floor, cross-legged, reading something on a sheet of paper and humming a tune.
“Oh,” I say. “This is a bad time.” I try to turn away, but Denver’s there, arms folded, blocking my way.
“Jordan?” Blake croaks.
I slowly turn back. “’Sup.” Kill. Me. Now.
“What are you doing here?”
My eyes dance around the room at the millions of people here. “I, uh, came to, umm, tell you something, but you’re busy. Everyone’s busy. You all look … busy.”
Blake’s lips turn upward. “Whatever you have to say, you can do it in front of everyone. We’re basically family.”
I blow out a loud breath, and then everything comes out in a rush. “I sent Jojo to do some digging, and basically, even if Ben threatens to get me fired from future projects, he can’t do it when he doesn’t have influence over half of Hollywood who he’s already pissed off? And the other thing was I’ve been really thinking about that conversation we had where I said being half as famous was more fun for me? And I contemplated maybe trying to direct a movie instead of star in it? And I’ve gotten Arianna to put some feelers out there, and there’s a studio interested in any project I want to bring to them? So I thought I’d do that. There’s still the public issue of them thinking we cheated, but maybe we could just tell everyone we didn’t? They probably won’t believe us, but I can’t live without you, and I want us to be together, and I’m rambling in front of all these people who are intimidating, and I’ve never done this before. I fear I will keep talking if someone doesn’t stop me soon, and—”
Blake stands up and holds up his hand. “Breathe.”
I take a deep breath.
“So, what I’m hearing is, you’re refusing to choose between me and your movie career and are going to extreme lengths to make sure you get both?”
I point at him. “Yes. That. But, uh, obviously I needed to say it with a million more rambly words because I’ve never done this before. And I probably would have preferred to do it without everyone staring at me.” I wave in the general direction of everyone but refuse to look at any of them.
Blake takes my hand. “Come with me.”
“Wait,” Harley protests. “We don’t get to see how this pans out?”
“Nosey fuckers.” Blake flips off the entire room.
The little girl in the corner with the woman gasps. “Uncle Blake said fuck.”
“Kaylee,” Ryder growls.
The woman laughs. “Please. You and Lyric have a swear jar. It’s nothing she hasn’t heard or said before. Besides, you let her watch his Coby movies where ‘motherfucker’ comes out his mouth every two minutes.”
Kaylee jumps up. “Now you said it!”
Blake drags me out of the room and down the hall to a more formal area. “Did you mean it?”
Without the stifling audience, I can let out a breath and bring Blake against me as I whisper, “Every word.”
“I want you to be sure.”
“I’ve never been surer. More sure? The surest.”
“I … don’t know if any of those are words.”
I shrug. “This is why we don’t write scripts.”
“True. Hey, were you also serious about the directing thing? Because no lie, I think you’d be great at it.”
“Arianna gave me the idea. Transcend Studios were really interested in working together, and they suggested it. It kind of feels like the right move for me, but I’ve also decided that I’m going to take a break after this movie wraps and really figure out what direction I want to go.”
“You’re going to take a break? And do what?”
“Well, there’s this music tour I want to follow around like a groupie.”
Blake’s face lights up. “You want to come on tour with us?”
“The last few days without you have been hard. I don’t want to voluntarily miss you like that again.”
“You know you’ll have to, right? I mean eventually.”
“Yeah. Eventually.” I wrap my arms around his back tighter. “Until then, we have the rest of this movie, the tour, and then maybe I’ll be looking for some hot and talented actors to fill my directorial debut with.”
Blake’s hands slide up my arms and then slide around the back of my neck. “Well, you just have it all figured out, don’t you?”
“Yep. That okay with you?”
He moves his lips closer. “You’re giving me everything I want and more.”
“It’s, umm, because … I kinda figured out, that, you know … I love you?”
Blake’s eyes widen.
“Wait, no, I take it back. I don’t.”
He frowns. “You don’t?”
“Okay, I do, but your reaction scared me.”
He huffs a laugh. “I was taken off guard, is all. You’ve never said that to someone before.”
I nod. “It’s true. You’re my first.”
“Holy fuck.”
“Is that a good holy fuck or a Oh shit, I’m stuck with him now kind of holy fuck?”