comes mid-thigh with flats that Scarlett made me wear. I’m glad she did now.
“Cool, so where are you going now?” James asks. Why is he interested? I point down the street .
“Going to the deli to get Subs for everyone back at the store .” Do I want to walk away from him, or shall I invite him for the short walk just so that I can keep talking and looking at him. “If you’ve got no plans at this moment in time, would you like to join me for the walk down?” James looks quite happy with my request. He nods and gestures for me to lead the way. “So, how is the show coming?” I ask. Wilde gives me a quizzed look.
“You don’t watch a lot of TV , do you?” I shake my head. It’s true, I don’t. I would rather take photos, read a book, or just listen to music. I have never been much a TV person, even as a child. I watch some with Scarlett and we have our favorite shows, but not too many. “I am on a break between filming at the moment. I have just finished filming season two, so we are in editing at the moment.”
“Cool .” What else was there to say? Wilde laughs and we carry on walking.
“Have you always been into photography?” Wilde asks me.
“Since I was ten. My brother Jake bought me my first camera and it just took off as my favorite hobby.”
I look up at him and he is smiling at me . “Have you always been into acting?” He shrugs.
“Kind of. I wanted to be a soccer player when I was younger , but didn’t give it my all. I was spotted by a modelling agency in my teens and I did that for a few years until the audition came up for a show a few years back. I stayed there for a two seasons, but then I was asked to come on board for ‘Control’ and well, the rest is history.” As we approach the deli, Wilde looks at me and out of the blue asks, “Maybe I can take you to the movies one night, maybe dinner too?” He runs the back of his hand down my arm and my body shivers. Wilde smiles because he can see the effect he has on me. “Would you be okay with that?” I’m in shock as to why James Wilde would ask me out on a date. He is wanted by so many women, he could have anyone he desires. Why on Earth is he asking me?
“What makes you think that I don’t already have a boyfriend?” I smirk at him.
“Do you?” He looks at me with what I can only say is as slightly annoyed expression on his face . “I asked you a question Tally, are you going to put me out of my misery?” Wilde just keeps glaring at me like I actually owe him an answer.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I frown at him.
He shrugs “I want to know if you have a boyfriend or not, but since you’re stalling, I’m inclined to say that you don’t.”
“I’m not stalling. I barely know you and you’re asking about my relationship status.” He steps closer to me.
“Well I think I have a right to know, don’t you? If I’m going to take you out, I should know. Is the dude from the bar the other night your boyfriend?” I know I have a confused look on my face, but James either doesn’t see it or ignores it.
“What dude?” He smirks and shakes his head.
“You were sitting with him and he kissed you. I have a right to know Tally.” I shake my head in complete disbelief.
“You’re an ass , you know that?” I go to walk off, but I feel his hand grip my elbow.
“I’m sorry Tally .” Wilde’s eyes soften, but it’s too late. I’m not taking crap from guys anymore. I pull my arm away, walk to the deli door and turn back to Wilde.
“Good Bye James .” I turn and head into the deli. I stand in the order line, my heart beating fast. I turn to look out the window and see James still standing there with a pained look on his face. Why is he still here? He takes his phone out of his pocket and starts talking. He looks up from the sidewalk and our eyes lock again. I turn and look back at the counter.
Chapter 4
That evening, I stay at home with myself and a bubble