Page 138 of That One Night in Vegas: A Lesbian Romance
Adalynn stopped what she was doing, her hand frozen on
the mouse. She was instructing Cassia on the basics of the
editing software and Cassia was following along the best she
could, which wasn’t very well at all. Adalynn was right about
the camera. It had been much simpler to learn how to use, at
least for video, than the editing was to figure out. The software
was expensive and advanced and there were so many different
nuances and little tricks to learn along the way. It was
probably the kind of thing that took weeks and weeks to
master, if not months or even years. Adalynn was a pro and
made it look easy, but Cassia knew that if she wasn’t there,
she’d be utterly lost in the maze of clicks and commands.
“Sure.” Adalynn made her response sound like a question.
She smiled softly, a little ruefully, as she realized that herself.
“I mean, yes, you can. I take it it’s not about editing, or you
would have just asked instead of asking me if you could ask. I
think it’s probably more personal.”
Cassia nodded. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want
to.”
Adalynn’s lips pressed into a tight line, but it was by no
means firm. She looked more like she was bracing herself than
she was annoyed. “Go ahead.”
“Well, it’s just that, now that I’ve spent most of the time
scraping and it’s kind of a methodical job and the music only
goes so far—I guess I should really upgrade to e-books or
something more entertaining—I’ve been thinking a lot over
the past couple days. More than normal. All I have to time to
do is think.”
“Okay…”
“And, uh, I was thinking that when you do these videos, it’s
