Brad and I are sitting in our side-by-side makeup chairs. We didn't talk during our drive to set, both of us unsure what to say. I was scared of my future ahead without Ezra. Our secret was out because I shouted it into a phone like a toddler to hurt Ezra, not once thinking about how Brad would feel having it out there in the open.
"Brad?" I whisper in my chair.
"Aves, it's okay." He reaches out his hand for me to grab.
"I'm sorry. I could have handled that better." I frown at him while grabbing the extended hand and giving it a loving squeeze.
"Nonsense. Stop beating yourself up." He kisses my hand before letting it go.
We are filming the last two scenes of the movie. Our first scene is on the beach and that means my tiny white bikini. Thank goodness this is our last scene because I'm much tanner than at the beginning of filming. My long blond hair is curled into soft curls and my make-up is a beachy glow. Brad and I are filming the biggest scene of the movie - we need to sell a love story.
Secretly, on the inside, I just want to fall apart in a heap of tears.
Turning in my chair, I watch while they finish with Brad's makeup. I use laughter to hide my pain. I've been doing it my entire life. All of us in the trailer are giving him a hard time for being the diva today. He's the last person in the chair. Brad is wearing a pair of black board shorts that hang at his hips and it was a beautiful sight.
This will be the reason for all the women filling the theater, he is pretty dreamy.
"Well, you look pretty," Brad says standing up.
"Just wait until you see me with my robe off...tight, tiny white bikini." I grin at him.
He grabs my hand, and we walk out of the trailer together. We are both surprised when we notice a small gathering of people at the edge of the beach. Melissa and Max hand us our lines to study while the cameras are positioning themselves for the proper angles and perfect lighting.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay? I'm a single lady now." I ask Brad again while I look out into the crystal blue water.
Skiathos, Greece is becoming a top five favorite place for me. In the past six months, I've spent my time exploring the island with Brad. We visited the nude beaches and the wonderful cafes. We shopped at the local shops and explored the ruins.
His pearly whites smile at me while he shakes his head. "Aves, I'm here for another couple of days, and then I have to be in LA. It's in my contract or I would say yes in a heartbeat. I've really enjoyed my time with you."
"Blow them off." I tease.
"I'm always a phone call away." He kisses my forehead.
Our director walks up to us and explains his vision for this scene. We listen to him and ask for directions when we don't quite understand. Makeup runs up to the both of us for one more touch up and I remove my robe.
"Wow! That is some bikini." Brad whistles.
"I told you." I giggle.
For the next two hours, we film the scene over and over. Both of us take turns with mush mouths or messing up the lines. Once I start laughing, I have a hard time stopping. Of course, the more hours that pass, the more goofing off that occurs.
By the time we are on our second and last scene of the shoot, we are ready to be done with the film. Brad and I are in the middle of the sea on a luxury catamaran, our characters are sailing away to live happily ever after.
"CUT!" Our director yells from the next boat. "That's a wrap, people."
Brad and I look at each other with wicked grins. He grabs my hand and we run to the edge of the boat and jump into the beautiful water below us. When we surface on the opposite side of the boat, out of the public and crew's eyes, I kiss him one last time.
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