Take Two: A Romantic Comedy by Whitney Gracia Williams

Author:Whitney Gracia Williams [Williams, Whitney Gracia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781479238934
Amazon: B0094MHU4O
Publisher: Whitney Gracia Williams
Published: 2012-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Melody

I pulled my marshmallow away from the fire and sandwiched it with graham crackers. I carefully sat down in the sand and waited for it to cool.

I was mad at Jen for making me wear her ridiculously short red dress. Its halter top made my breasts appear twice as big and its fabric hugged my hips so tightly that I had to be extremely conscious of every move I made.

“Don’t forget the chocolate,” Matt handed me a Hershey bar.

“Thanks. I can’t remember the last time I made one of these.”

“I can,” he sat next to me. “It was last year when I was on the set of Summer Nights.”

“That was one of the worst films I’ve ever seen.”

“It wasn’t that bad. There are worse movies out there.”

“I’m aware. Do they purposely tell you how to act? Like, do they say, don’t try so hard during this scene?”

“Something like that,” he laughed. “It’s more like: Matt, remember who your audience is. Don’t make things too complicated. Oh, and take your shirt off.”

Please take your shirt off…

“How inspiring.”

“I know. I’m trying to break the typecast mold, but studios only want me as the lead in romance movies. That’s kind of why I want to go back to Broadway, you know? It’s more fulfilling.”

“I understand. I don’t want to be a critic for the rest of my life.”

“Oh really?” he moved closer. “What do you want to do?”

“I’m not sure yet. I just know it doesn’t involve sitting in an office.”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out with time.”

He’s so close to me…

“I hope so,” I took small bites of my S’more.

The crackling of the bonfire was the only noise between us, save for the soft music coming from his iHome. I tried to hear what was playing, but it was no use. I looked over at Matt and he was beaming.

“What’s so funny?”

“You are. Do you want me to turn up the music?”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind.”

“Okay, on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“You have to dance with me,” he stood up. “Who’s your favorite artist?”

Is he serious?

“I don’t know. I have too many.”

“Okay, we’ll go with one of mine,” he walked over to the iHome and touched his iPod’s screen.

The first notes sounded—trumpets, trombones, and strings. Then Frank Sinatra began to sing.

Matt pulled me up and placed my arms around his neck. He slipped his arms around my waist and we swayed back and forth.

“Do you know this song?”

“It’s Frank Sinatra, right? What’s the name of it?”

“It’s his most famous song, “New York, New York.” Every New Yorker is required to know this song,” he moved my arms and dipped me towards to the sand. “You can dance?”

“I know a few things.” I lifted myself up and twirled around.

“Hmmm,” he held my hand high above my head and watched me spin.

Quick step. Quick step. Long step. Long step…

He began to sing along. “These little town blues are melting away. I’ll make a brand new start of it, in ol’ New York. If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere.

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