To Love Jason Thorn by Ella Maise Read Free Book Online

softened.
    “I don’t think we asked you, would you like
to have something to drink? Something to celebrate, maybe?”
    “No, I’m good. Thank you.”
    “Next time then. So do you have any
questions for me?”
    I glanced at Harry, but he was having none
of it.
    “I think I do. First of all, it’s very
exciting to hear that you’re interested in my book, but to be honest, the
changes you mentioned you want to make are…I don’t know how to put it into
words actually. The thing is, I’ve spent years on this novel. While I do want
to see my characters come alive on the big screen, I’m not sure if it’s worth
it to go through this whole thing only for it to end up completely
unrecognizable.” Every word in that book held a special place in my heart.
    “You are not interested in selling the
movie rights?”
    “I didn’t say that. Actually, I did some
research and I believe in some cases authors can act as a consultant. Would
that be an option for me? Will I have any say in the making of the movie?”
    “Olive, trust me, all authors feel the same
way as you do at first, but when the project goes forward and the production
starts, everything changes. The screenplay isn’t written yet, so we can’t
really comment on any changes, but I’ll definitely make sure that you are
included in the process.”
    Thankfully, I was smart enough to know that
having a say in the screenplay and being ‘included in the process’ were nowhere
the same thing.
    “Let’s talk about the casting,” he said
while I was still trying to decide how to answer.
    “Isn’t it a little early for that?” I
asked, fidgeting in my seat.
    “That’s one of the first things we focus on
because securing the right actor for the role will change everything. We
already have a few names we think would be a perfect fit for Isaac and
Genevieve.” He checked the notes in front of him. “For Isaac, your main
character, we have one specific actor we are trying to get in touch with, but
for Genevieve we have a pool of names we are going through. Do you have any ideas,
maybe suggestions for the casting?”
    “Well, when I picture them in my mind, I
don’t see them as other people.”
    Lie, Olive. Lie through your teeth.
    “I would love to hear the names you’re considering
though,” I added.
    Right at the end of my sentence, the door
to our left opened and Bobby walked back into the room with another man right
beside him. Keith’s gaze shifted toward them too, and before I knew what was
happening, Jason walked in behind them, playing with the phone in his hand.
    As in Jason fucking Thorn.
    My mouth dropped open.
    Shit!
    My Jason.
    Double, triple shit!
    No, not my, my Jason.
    Shit! Shit! Shit!
    In shock and stuck in my seat, my mouth was
still hanging wide open when Bobby chuckled, drawing my attention. I’m sure I
was a sight to see.
    “Olive, I want—” Bobby’s mouth was moving,
but none of it was getting through to me.
    Remember the peaceful waterfall Lucy tried
to trick me into believing I was?
    It was gone. All dried up. It was a
disaster, really.
    I was an avalanche—the mother of all
avalanches to be precise.
    Jumping up from my seat in a rush, I turned
my back to them before Jason could notice me. Maybe I was acting crazy, but
there weren’t that many Olives in the world. What if he remembered me? Remembered
my name?
    Damn it!
    What if he saw my last name on the book
cover that was sitting so prettily in the middle of the table?
    Searching for a quick exit, I found none.
Surely it would hurt a bit too much if I tried to break the window and jump
out. Noticing the bar cart next to the window, I shakily made my way toward it.
    Damn that Keith guy, why did he keep
calling my name?
    Reaching for the pitcher of water that had
floating lemon and lime slices in it, I grabbed a glass and started pouring.
Since my hands were shaking, some of it didn’t land in the glass, but who
cared. As soon as it was half full, I chugged it down and