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“Roo . . .”
“What is it, love? You look like something’s on your mind.”
“It’s just what you said last night, about wanting to be together after the film, and that you’ll always . . .”
“Love you? Yes. What about it?”
“I just don’t want to disappoint you,” she said. “I mean, we’ve been in this exotic place, making this film where we’re lovers and . . .”
“Oh darling, do you fear it’s just some kind of affair that happens on location, and we’ll feel differently in our real lives?”
“The thing is, thisismy real life. Traveling from place to place, making films, not knowing what comes next. There’s no other life I’m returning to.”
He smiled. “Your adventurous spirit may be my favorite thing about you. Or perhaps it’s this,” he said, caressing her hair. “Or this,” he continued, running his fingers down her arm. “Or maybe it’s this,” he said, leaning forward and kissing her. When he pulled back, he whispered, “Georgia, I’m in love with you, only you, forever you. Tell me you feel the same.”
“I do.”
“Then there’s nothing to fear. We’ll figure it out. Okay?”
She nodded.
“Good, then let’s throw something on and get breakfast. I’m starving. Are you hungry?”
“Yeah.”
They slipped out of bed; all the while Georgia tried to convince herself that the pit in her stomach was hunger and not fear.
CHAPTER 12
Betty staggered into her apartment after her morning run through the park. She turned the coffee pot on, jumped in the shower, and got ready for work. A steaming mug of coffee in hand, she surveyed her closet, trying to select an outfit to bring for that evening. “Hmm, maybe this,” she muttered, pulling out a simple navy-blue wrap dress. “But which shoes would go? Maybe I should just wear jeans and call it a day.” After spending ten minutes pulling out outfits only to put them back, she decided to FaceTime Georgia.
“Well, this is a surprise,” Georgia answered, lounging on the couch in her trailer. “Oh my God, did you see the latest texts from Mom and Dad? Seems like they went from Bali to Paris. What a whirlwind adventure. That picture of them in front of the Eiffel Tower is kind of adorable. Guess it’s Saint-Tropez next.”
“Yeah, I saw. They look so happy. That reminds me, I’ve been meaning to text you and Albert. We should really decide on an anniversary gift for them. I was thinking it might be nice to ask their close friends to send us little videos wishing them happy anniversary. I’m sure Al could edit them together.”
“Great idea. They’ll love it,” Georgia said.
“I’ll contact their friends, but can you ask Jean and Michael?”
“Sure thing. So, is that why you called?”
“I’m trying to pick an outfit for tonight and I need help,” Betty explained. “Is it a bad time?”
“No. I’m just chilling while they set up the next shot.”
“Good, because I’ve got to be out of here in ten minutes to make my shift.”
“Don’t sweat it. I’m your girl. Where are you going tonight?”
“Dinner and a Broadway show. Honestly, it’s been so long since I’ve been anywhere that I think I’ve forgotten how humans dress.”
“Who are you going with?” Georgia asked.
“Khalil.”
“Ooh, it’s a date with your boyfriend.”
“He’snotmy boyfriend,” Betty insisted.
