He raised his hand to his lips and then toward me in a silent kiss as he got in the car.
The mass of fan girls who screamed his name didn’t really know him, or that his kiss was meant for me alone. They’d built an illusion of him that wasn’t who he really was. This was the first time I’d seen Cade ignore their pleas for pictures or autographs as he got straight into the car. A sure sign of the pain he must be feeling.
I watched until the car pulled out of sight, then fell on the bed as silent sobs racked my entire body. My hands dug into the bed covers, and I pulled in his scent from the pillows and sheets. I poured my broken heart into them. A few minutes later, I finally dragged in a tortured breath. “Oh, Cade,” I cried, my shoulders still shaking with my grief.
If I needed any more proof that I was in love with him; this unspeakable sadness at losing him, was enough.
Chapter 4
Circle of Us
I moved, remembering the gift in the bedside table. I opened the single drawer to find a small box tied with a white ribbon. There was no card. I took it, and went back to my own room to gather up my bags. My flight was leaving in an hour, and I was cutting it way too close. There was a chance I’d miss my plane.
Wendy was waiting downstairs as I got out of the elevators.
“Hey Brook, you just missed Cade.” She pointed over her shoulder toward the large revolving door that was the hotel entrance. I had my sunglasses on so she wouldn’t see my red, swollen eyes. Her words hit a strange chord, since he left almost forty-five minutes earlier.
“Yeah, I should have gotten down here earlier, but we said goodbye last night at the wrap party.”
She looked at me, and raised her eyebrows. “Yes, we all saw that .” The emphasis she put on the last word pissed me off. No doubt she’d be reporting back to David.
“Hmph.” I snorted, trying to appear like it didn’t matter if I missed Cade’s departure. “Well, I’ll text later to apologize for not being downstairs this morning. How did he look?” I eyed her cautiously for her expression.
Wendy had had a crush on Cade since before any of us hit the set, and I sometimes wondered if they’d hooked up once or twice during filming. She never came right out and said it, but I could see it in the seductive way she looked at him and was constantly asking where he was. I knew she was jealous of all the time he and I spent together, and tried to invite herself along on numerous occasions. Cade was too nice to deny her, but there were times he was clearly annoyed.
I noticed when I had scenes that didn’t include Cade or voice over work to do, she’d invited him to go out to eat, to a club, or shopping without inviting any of the rest of the cast. Cade hadn’t done that more than once or twice, and always ended up inviting one or some of the rest of the cast to join them.
She’d always invited him out when I was within earshot, and I wondered what she was trying to prove. The guilty pangs of jealousy I always felt were doubly troubling. I was with David, and so I could hardly begrudge Cade being with someone else. Even though my heart ached at the thought.
“He didn’t say much, but well, he looked gorgeous, of course. He is Caden Carlisle,” she gushed.
Seriously, DID she really just say that? Gag! I smirked a little. “Yeah, that he is,” I said. And, he’s mine, I thought selfishly, only to be nagged by that same thought about being tied to David.
But, Cade was the one I loved. I had no doubt anymore. The realization settled over me like a warm blanket despite the complication it caused with David. My thoughts were a mess as Wendy and I made our way out of the hotel to the car that the studio had sent to take us to the airport.
Wendy’s obvious infatuation with Cade caused my stomach to churn, and I silently prayed I wouldn’t have to listen to her blather on and on during the entire flight.
She was David’s friend before I even
The mass of fan girls who screamed his name didn’t really know him, or that his kiss was meant for me alone. They’d built an illusion of him that wasn’t who he really was. This was the first time I’d seen Cade ignore their pleas for pictures or autographs as he got straight into the car. A sure sign of the pain he must be feeling.
I watched until the car pulled out of sight, then fell on the bed as silent sobs racked my entire body. My hands dug into the bed covers, and I pulled in his scent from the pillows and sheets. I poured my broken heart into them. A few minutes later, I finally dragged in a tortured breath. “Oh, Cade,” I cried, my shoulders still shaking with my grief.
If I needed any more proof that I was in love with him; this unspeakable sadness at losing him, was enough.
Chapter 4
Circle of Us
I moved, remembering the gift in the bedside table. I opened the single drawer to find a small box tied with a white ribbon. There was no card. I took it, and went back to my own room to gather up my bags. My flight was leaving in an hour, and I was cutting it way too close. There was a chance I’d miss my plane.
Wendy was waiting downstairs as I got out of the elevators.
“Hey Brook, you just missed Cade.” She pointed over her shoulder toward the large revolving door that was the hotel entrance. I had my sunglasses on so she wouldn’t see my red, swollen eyes. Her words hit a strange chord, since he left almost forty-five minutes earlier.
“Yeah, I should have gotten down here earlier, but we said goodbye last night at the wrap party.”
She looked at me, and raised her eyebrows. “Yes, we all saw that .” The emphasis she put on the last word pissed me off. No doubt she’d be reporting back to David.
“Hmph.” I snorted, trying to appear like it didn’t matter if I missed Cade’s departure. “Well, I’ll text later to apologize for not being downstairs this morning. How did he look?” I eyed her cautiously for her expression.
Wendy had had a crush on Cade since before any of us hit the set, and I sometimes wondered if they’d hooked up once or twice during filming. She never came right out and said it, but I could see it in the seductive way she looked at him and was constantly asking where he was. I knew she was jealous of all the time he and I spent together, and tried to invite herself along on numerous occasions. Cade was too nice to deny her, but there were times he was clearly annoyed.
I noticed when I had scenes that didn’t include Cade or voice over work to do, she’d invited him to go out to eat, to a club, or shopping without inviting any of the rest of the cast. Cade hadn’t done that more than once or twice, and always ended up inviting one or some of the rest of the cast to join them.
She’d always invited him out when I was within earshot, and I wondered what she was trying to prove. The guilty pangs of jealousy I always felt were doubly troubling. I was with David, and so I could hardly begrudge Cade being with someone else. Even though my heart ached at the thought.
“He didn’t say much, but well, he looked gorgeous, of course. He is Caden Carlisle,” she gushed.
Seriously, DID she really just say that? Gag! I smirked a little. “Yeah, that he is,” I said. And, he’s mine, I thought selfishly, only to be nagged by that same thought about being tied to David.
But, Cade was the one I loved. I had no doubt anymore. The realization settled over me like a warm blanket despite the complication it caused with David. My thoughts were a mess as Wendy and I made our way out of the hotel to the car that the studio had sent to take us to the airport.
Wendy’s obvious infatuation with Cade caused my stomach to churn, and I silently prayed I wouldn’t have to listen to her blather on and on during the entire flight.
She was David’s friend before I even
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