The next week went by in a cloud of confusion. I hadnt had such a week, ever. If I wasnt going out on a date with Lara, we were spending hours on the phone, which resulted in me getting up late and getting to the set late. Something Bruce was not particularly happy about. He couldve done without me having a girlfriend, it would have made shooting go easier. But he didnt say anything, he just kept giving me a series of looks.
It was Tuesday morning when I left for Oakland, My Jetta was packed solid with all of the props and equipment that didnt fit into the one truck we could afford to rent. I stood outside the Planet where I had met Jeff and the truck, leaned against my car with a bright redheaded chef in front of me.
So youll be back on Saturday? she asked softly, brushing her lips against mine.
If all goes without a hitchyes I swallowed thickly.
I didnt want to go. I shouldnt say that, I had to. This was my first big project. We were entering it into festivals once we were done. But I just wanted to stay cooped up in my room with one very naked Lara beside me.
So Ill see you on Saturday she said firmly with a kiss.
Who was I to argue? I nodded with a slight exhale. I had to drive and if she kept this up, it was going to be very difficult to do so. Her lips captured mine again, the kiss filled with need, hunger, and something else. Sadness. I didnt want to go away for a week. I was locked in the kiss, lost all track of time and place until Bruce came over, clearing his throat loudly.
Jake.Jake hello! Lets go. Jakecome on! by now Bruce had started to tug on my arm.
I groaned slightly, giving Lara a smile as Bruce shoved me into the drivers seat of my car. I leaned out the window.
Call the hotel! I called with a smile.
I looked at Bruce when I leaned back into the car. He shook his head, rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest, motioning forward.
Can we please go?
Youre just jealous. I said with a smirk.
Of that glorified ***** stick? No. What Im jealous of, is that film used to have your attention.
I gave Bruce a look for the comment. He was a bitter 26 year old ***** male. And sometimes, his attitude got to me. I made a mental note yet again that I wasnt working with him next time around. I stopped short before pulling out of the space, following the truck.