“Because she and I arenotcompatible.” Bryce raised her eyebrows. “You and me – we areverycompatible. You are with me here, aren’t you?”
“Sex.” Sophie smiled.
“What we did last night and this morning was what I want all the time, Soph.”
“Me too. We’d be doing it right now if my body didn’t need a break and my friends didn’t insist on meeting you.”
“Sean and I are both two tops who fought over… well, you know.” Bryce shrugged. “And she didn’t want to have sex as often as I did, which is fine for her, but it didn’t work for me after a while. Now, she’ll be able to find someone who fits her how I’ve found you.”
“I fit you?” Sophie asked with a smile.
“Well, this morning, you definitely did,” she joked.
“Oh, my God!” Sophie laughed.
“What? It’s true.” Bryce cupped Sophie’s cheek. “We fit each other, Soph.”
“We do,” Sophie said as Bryce’s phone rang.
“I swear, I normally get, like, one call a week. What is going on?” She pulled her phone out of her pocket. “Not a number I recognize.”
“Maybe another magazine or something?”
“Mind if I check?”
“No. Go for it. Let’s just keep walking, though, so that we’re not late.”
“Hello,” Bryce said as Sophie took her hand, and they walked down the sidewalk.
“Hello, is this Bryce Wilburn?”
“This is she.”
“My name is Eloise Axford. I’m a movie producer.”
“A what?” Bryce asked.
“I work for an independent movie studio that focuses on LGBTQ+ stories,” Eloise said. “I was hoping to talk to you about the rights to your story.”
Bryce stopped walking and asked, “What rights?”
Sophie stopped, too, and turned to her in confusion.
“I caught the article inWomen Loving Women. I have a friend who works there. Then, I found your blog, and I read your recent posts earlier today. Anyway, we’ve discussed it here as a team, and we’d like to buy the rights to your story and make a movie out of it.”
“You want to make a movie?”
“Yes, that’s what we do,” Eloise replied. “We’d need Sophie’s rights, too, and we’d change names and everything, but we’d love to make a movie about the two of you.”
“We just got together.”
“I know. And we could’ve just made the movie without even talking to you – blogger meets girl, blogger loses girl, blogger blogs about girl, blogger gets girl back – but we like doing things the right way here, and, well, we don’t want to get sued, so that’s part of it, too.” Eloise laughed a little. “We know things are new now, but the movie would likely just span the meet, the longing, the messaging, the meeting again, and probably end right where you are now.”
“You really want to make a movie about us?”
Sophie’s eyes went wide.
“Yes, we do. Normally, we’d buy the rights and shelve it until we’re ready to film, assuming that happens – buying rights doesn’t actually guarantee anything will get made – but we’re thinking about filming later this year because we just lost a project we were going to film in the winter. Long story that I’m sure you don’t care about. If we film in December-January, wecould have it out by next Christmas, which is what we’re going for. The sooner the better, to capitalize and all that. We’ll go for the widest distribution we can get, but it could go streaming or TV movie.”