Don’t Ignore Me

I know Dae-Dae does too. He clung to Felix all morning until we had to leave. I thought it would come to tears, but my little boy was brave and strong. Sending me into tears with his words.

“I love you, Lix. I’ll take care of mama until you get back, he said.

When did my little boy grow up so fast?

Felix promised to make the trip back as soon as he can. I’m hoping it’s not another three months before that happens. I know things get busy for him, but a girl can hope. Right?

“That smile is priceless, Lass,” Jacob’s voice rumbles beside me.

I turn my face up to look at him. I can’t help smiling a little more. Jacob embodies my character, Tristan. From his thick red hair that is blowing in the wind, to the leather jacket and kilt he has on, as we wait for them to be ready for him on set.

I know the women that watch this film are going to swoon over this scene. If we can catch this sunset just right, this is going to be stunning. I can’t wait to see him straddle that motorcycle and take off.

Not in a lustful way. For me, it’s totally different. I’m watching the baby I created come to life. Each scene from the book that plays out perfectly is breathtaking for me. Jacob has been doing the character so much justice.

I can tell he read the book and he got it. He understands the inner workings of Tristan’s mind and character. This is just one of those scenes that will make my readers that see it scream out, yes!

I can almost hear them in my head. I get all giddy inside and I know it shows. Jacob lifts a brow at me as his eyes bounce over my face. I shake my head to clear it.

“I have a lot to smile about,” I chirp.

“Aye, I bet. You’re boyfriend has brought out a new side of you. I’ll hate to see him go,” he says sincerely.

My smile falls just a little as reality sets in. Felix is already gone. When I go home tonight, it won’t be to a home cooked meal and a waiting bubble bath. Nope, my week of pampering by my man is over.

“He’s left. Hasn’t he?” Jacob asks when my expression changes.

“Yeah,” I say and start to pout. “I wish we had more time.”

“If Rodney stops screw things up, we may be able to get ahead of schedule,” he says hopefully.

“Yeah, that’s great for you guys, but my contract has me here to help post production. Colton really wants me involved until the end. I don’t get to go home until the reel is in the tin,” I huff.

Jacob lets out a long whistle. “Well, I’ll do my part to get this wrapped as soon as possible. That way you guys can get home sooner. That smile should be on your face all of the time. Life is too short. You should be where your heart is.”

“You are such a wise man,” I tease, bumping my side into his.

He wraps an arm around my shoulder, smiling down at me. Jacob truly is a handsome man and so sweet on top of that. I wish he had someone to make him happy.

“If I were a wise man. I would have worn knickers under this kilt. My bum is starting to freeze up here,” he teases.

I burst into laughter. The way he says it alone tickles me. The fact that I questioned whether he was wearing underwear when I first saw him in the kilt forces more laughter.

What? I know every other woman has thought the same thing.

“I hope you do come for a visit to the States like you promised. This would have been a disaster without you,” I say through my laughter.

“Aye, you don’t know how much you’ve been helping me keep it together. I’ve been thinking of a change. We’ll see where the wind blows me,” he says thoughtfully.

“McTavish, we’re ready for you,” the director calls.

“Let’s go, Tristan,” I sing.

I love that I can see him shift into character right before my eyes. I watch my friend Jacob turn into the character I wrote in seconds. His swagger shifts and his face changes.

I love it.

I take my phone out to check my messages quickly as they get ready to record the scene. I end up on social media somehow. My smile turns up a million times when I see Felix’s last post.

I look up around me. The beauty of the hills and cliff side are breathtaking. In the middle of all of this beauty, all these people are here to film a movie about a book I wrote.

Felix has always believed in me. He encouraged my writing, even through times when I wanted to give up. My dreams have always been a priority for him. With those thoughts, I think I fall in love with him all over again.

I decide to write my own post as my mind starts to spin. I’m so overwhelmed with love and happiness, tears start to well in my eyes. I need to share this somehow. A post is better than me bursting out into song, singing the hills are alive.

I’ve only told a few people about being here to film this movie. I haven’t posted anything on social media about being here in Ireland. I’m not ready to share that with the world so my message is sort of cryptic. It says what I want to say in a roundabout way.

With that I log off and look up in time to watch the perfect take. Tristan riding off in the sunset—leather jacket, kilt, and all. It all comes to life.

This is my dream. I’m living it. I don’t know if life can get better than this.

A Fan

She’s being petty. So I guess I’m one of the wrong people than? She’s just going to put it out there like that.

“I loved you,” I shout at the computer screen. “I didn’t abandon you. You abandoned me!”

I stand and start to pace. I heard a rumor that Kaye has been out of the country. I’ve tried to tell myself that she’s busy with making a movie. Loving Tristan was an amazing book. I’ve read and re-read it a million times.

It would be the perfect movie. Of course, they would have to get Tristan right. You can’t fuck up a man like Tristan. He’s one of my number one husbands.

Yes, if Kaye were working on a movie, that would be understandable. We are growing a brand. Kaye and I can take over the world together. She needs someone like me.

Yet, she’s trying to push me out. I know it. I almost believed those whispers in the community about her filming, but this….

This post changes everything. I see it for what it is. She’s not too busy for me. Kaye’s shoving me to the side, ignoring me. I tried to be a good friend. I was there for her.

“Why are you doing this?” I sob, shaking my fist at the computer.

I’ve spent so much time building what we have. Reading her books, watching her grow. It’s Lisa. I know it is.

“You listened to that bitch and her lies about me. Didn’t you?”

I throw myself back in my chair and start to type my own post. I’m fuming. Lisa ruined everything for me. Kaye is slipping through my fingers and it’s all because of Lisa.

“Stop ignoring me, Kaye. Lisa is a stupid, lying bitch. Don’t ruin us for her,” I plead aloud. “I’m warning you.”