Acting Brave (Fenbrook Academy #3) by Helena Newbury

Author:Helena Newbury [Newbury, Helena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Foster & Black New Adult
Published: 2015-01-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

Jasmine

The love scene had been set at night. The studio around us had been dimly lit, the stairwell gloomy. So it was a shock to emerge into bright, cold sunlight and get my head around the fact it was still only late morning.

It’s not even lunchtime yet, and I’m standing nearly naked in a robe on top of a building. And I’ve just had an orgasm.

Ryan had dropped my hand and had stalked off across the rooftop away from me. I recognized the set of his shoulders from when he’d walked out of the screen test. He was pissed. At me? Because I’d come?

New York stretched out around us. The air wasn’t as bitterly chill as it had been in Central Park—in fact, the cold was actually a relief, after what I’d just been through. But the concrete was already chilly against my feet. Another few minutes and we were both going to start shivering.

Ryan turned to me at last. He was right up against the parapet. As if he can’t stand to be near me, I thought sadly. “Why?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion. I could see his chest heaving—he was trying to clamp down on his anger.

“Why what?” I whispered. I had a horrible feeling that I knew. I’d seen it in his eyes, downstairs.

“Why are you lying to me?” he said.

We stared at each other for a few seconds, the words hanging accusingly in the air between us. Now, hold on, I told myself. Don’t panic. I can fix this. I swallowed. “Ryan…” I put my hands out as if to pacify him. “I told you. I like you as a friend. And as someone to work with, to act with. But not—”

“Yes you do.” It was the most breathtakingly arrogant thing he could have said. In a way, that had always been my best defense. Once I’d told him firmly that I didn’t like him, I figured that even if he doubted it, he wouldn’t come right out and say it—he wouldn’t be so arrogant as to flat-out tell me I was wrong, and that I damn well did like him. But he’d just done exactly that.

My stomach suddenly fell the entire distance down to the ground floor. I’d underestimated how he felt about me. I’d known he liked me—liked me a lot, even. But this was more than like. This was….

My throat seemed to close up. I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t even allow myself to think the word. I didn’t want to think of him sitting in his patrol car, watching me from afar, week after week, then seeing me again at the screen test, spending time with me, rehearsing with me, his feelings growing, and growing into—

I didn’t want to think it because it was too close to what I was feeling.

“Yes,” I said. “I do.”

And then what I’d said sunk in. I hadn’t planned to say it. The words had just been pushed up out of the darkness and were said before I could stop them.

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