To Love Jason Thorn by Ella Maise Read Free Book Online Page B

“I can’t believe it, Olive. Fuck, look at you,”
he repeated again.
    The dimple? It was still as heartwarming to
see as it had been the first day I’d met him.
    “Hi,” I said, lifting my hand in a little
wave.
    He threw back his head and laughed.
    Wow .
    “Mr. Jason Thorn? That’s what you say to
me?”
    “Yeah, sorry about that,” I mumbled, my
face heating up.
    “Jason?” his agent asked from behind. “You
know her?”
    “Yeah, I know her,” Jason answered, his
eyes still on me. “I was her favorite person in the whole wide world. She said
so herself when she was eight years old.” He tilted his head, his eyes
narrowing. “Or was it maybe seven?”
    “Probably seven,” I muttered and closed my
eyes. Yup, I had done that, because he had been exactly that for me.
    “Oh, this is a nice surprise,” Bobby cut
into our unexpected reunion. “We didn’t know you two knew each other. This will
definitely be a plus for the project.”
    Jason winked at me.
    My heart fluttered.
    Then his hands finally left my face alone,
only to grab my hand and turn back to Tom.
    “You can handle this?”
    “Of course, but I think you should stay.
We’ll keep it short,” Tom responded.
    What?
    “You can take care of everything.”
    “Jason, wait a minute.”
    Yes, Jason! Wait a minute!
    His gaze landed on Bobby. “I’m in. You can
go over everything with Tom.”
    He was in? In what? IN WHAT? Certainly not
my book?
    “Are you done with your meeting with
Olive?” he asked Keith next.
    Hello, people! Am I not still standing
here?
    Keith’s gaze found my startled one before
he answered Jason’s question. “I’ll send you the contract and personally call
you to schedule a lunch date. We’ll go over the optioning agreement with you
and make the necessary changes then.”
    I was starting to feel dizzy. Had I said
okay to their proposal already?
    Absentmindedly, I nodded.
    “Call me when the meeting is done, Tom,”
Jason said as he pulled me behind him.
    “I can’t believe this,” he muttered as soon
as we were out the door and in the maze again.
    Other than being shocked into silence, I
just hoped he had been in the building enough times to know how to get out of
the damn thing.
    One hand engulfed in Jason’s, the other flailing
behind me with my handbag, I tried to keep up with his big strides.
    Is this really happening?
    Just when I saw the light and thought we
were finally out, I was pulled into an empty office and those dark chocolate
eyes of his focused completely on me.
    “Olive, you are beautiful,” he said after
we took in each other in the thick silence. “You’ve grown up so much.”
    Fuck.
    “I did do that. You look very good, Jason.
It’s nice to see you.”
    Was that my voice that was trembling? He
was still my first crush and my first heartbreak, but he was also Jason Thorn. The Jason Thorn who was only twenty-six and had two Oscar nominations under his
belt, but I wasn’t going to think about what was under his belt because that
would be bad. Really bad. He was one of the most versatile leading actor in the
industry. Did I mention he was the best? He was more than just an actor. He was
a star—a troubled one, I should say, but still a big, shiny star. Any other
woman would be jumping on him if they ever found themselves locked in a room
with him, which I believed they usually did.
    I, however, was slowly stepping back toward
freedom.
    “That’s it? That’s all you’re gonna say to
me?”
    The last day I’d smiled up at him, he had
managed to stomp on my heart with a simple text message, not even knowing he
was stomping on it. The last time he had tugged my hair as a goodbye had been
the last time I’d ever heard from him.
    Sure, he had texted and called Dylan for
the following few weeks, but after that I don’t think even Dylan heard from him
again. One year later, we had watched his first movie as a family in the same
living room where he had spent countless hours with