“And for the sweet one?” he asked.
“Hmm. I can’t decide between strawberries and whipped cream, which we can kinda sorta pretend is healthy, or dark chocolate with a scoop of pistachio gelato. Which do you prefer?”
“Let’s get both and share. I’m famished anyway.”
“You’re naughty. I like it.”
He smiled. “Oh, those people at that back table are leaving. Try to snag it while I order.”
She snaked through the narrow, crowded space and grabbed the table, admiring the surrealist paintings hanging on the walls.
Soon Roo joined her with their food and two glasses of water and said, “Let’s dig in.”
As they scraped the last bites of the chocolate-and-pistachio crêpe, Georgia gestured and said, “You’ve got a bit of melted chocolate on your lips.”
He used a napkin to wipe his mouth. “Can’t take me anywhere. That one was the winner.”
She nodded and drank the rest of her water. “Silly as it sounds, one of the things I’m going to miss the most is the Icelandic water. It’s so pure. I’m so over the bottled water thing in LA.”
“Yes, there’s much I’ll miss,” he said. They were quiet for a moment, and he added, “When we return tomorrow, there will only be a few weeks left of filming.”
“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that too.”
“Georgia, I realize that our relationship has happened quickly and we’re still learning about each other, but I’m certain of my feelings for you. At the risk of scaring the hell out of you, there’s something I must tell you.” She raised her eyebrows and he continued, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Honestly, I can’t imagine living without you, or at least I don’t want to. I know it’s fast and whirlwind, but in my heart, I feel we’re meant for each other. Soulmates. That’s forever. I don’t know what your plans are for when the shoot ends, but I hope they include me.”
“I don’t know what to say. I love you too, but . . .”
“What?” he said, reaching his hand across the table and taking hold of hers. “It’s okay. Tell me how you’re feeling.”
She took a breath. “I’m feeling like I can’t imagine being without you either, and I don’t have any plans after the film, but I don’t know what any of that means. I’ve never even really had a boyfriend before. I’m not good at that stuff. This is new to me.”
“Is it really true you’ve never had a boyfriend?”
Georgia nodded. “I had a couple in high school that lasted like a month, and I’ve had casual things with lots of guys. Affairs, basically. I was never interested in anything else. Have you had lots of girlfriends?”
“I had a couple that were serious, but I never felt for them as I feel for you.”
“Do you have plans after the shoot?” she asked.
Roo shook his head. “I want to make plans with you.”
“I’m not much of a planner. I’m pretty spontaneous.”
“I know, darling,” he said with a smile. “It’s one of the things I adore about you. What if after we wrap the film, we take a little time to explore more of Iceland? Put that guidebook to good use. Then we can decide what’s next. One adventure at a time. Do you like that idea?”
“Yes. It sounds perfect.” They sat for a moment smiling at each other before Georgia said, “Now come on, let’s go find a pub and party into the wee hours.”
THE NEXT MORNING, GEORGIA OPENED HEReyes, her nude limbs entangled in Roo’s. She craned her neck to see what time it was, and he woke up.
“Morning,” he said softly.
“Sorry I woke you.”
“That’s alright. What time is it?”
“A little after eight.”
Roo stretched his arms and yawned. “We should probably get breakfast so there’s time for a last dip in the lagoon before checkout.”