seemed relaxed too, and Paige felt the tug of an urge to photograph her that way but resisted the temptation since they’d only just gotten there.
Avalon sat next to her and a rush of exhilaration coursed through her. She was in Avalon Randolph’s home, just the two of them. Sure, it was a work assignment and Avalon was just doing the publicity part of her job, but she’d never been to a famous actor’s house before, and in her wildest dreams she would never have imagined being invited by Avalon.
“How do you think the movie is coming along so far?” Paige hadn’t really talked to Avalon about that subject, and any comments might be good for the book.
“For my first action film, pretty well, I guess. The crew is really nice and I love the director.”
“And Brent?”
“He’s great. He teases me a lot, but I think that’s his way of telling me he likes working with me.”
“Tell me how the action scenes have been.”
Avalon sat back and crossed her legs, the glass of iced tea perched in her lap. “We’ve only done a few, but I love them. Barring the thumping I received today, of course.”
“Of course.” She wanted to laugh but pressed her lips together to try to staunch the urge. But when Avalon chuckled, she couldn’t help but join in.
“I swear,” Avalon said, “I’m going to get those images from you if it’s the last thing I do.”
“That won’t be hard.”
“It won’t?”
“Not at all.” Paige paused, then said, “You’ll be able to pick up my book at any large chain bookstore and major online retailers.”
Avalon squinted and shook her head, but her lovely upturned mouth belied her attempt at a threat.
“Okay, how’s this. I’ll let you pick the one that goes in my book.”
“How many do you have?”
“Oh…” Paige said, mischievously drawing out the answer, “ten.”
“Really?”
“No.”
Avalon sighed loudly.
“Actually, I think it’s more like fifteen or sixteen.”
When Avalon groaned, she couldn’t help but add, “My camera records at ten frames per second, so be happy that it only took Brent about a second and a half to punch you.”
“This is horrible.”
“And there are some of you when you hit the ground.”
“I’m going to take away your iced tea.”
“Plus the ones with you on your back looking up at the sky.”
“And send you home.”
She laughed. “It will prove to the world that you do your own stunts.”
“One of my first action scenes and I end up with a big, honkin’ bruise.”
She leaned toward Avalon. “It’s not that noticeable. But it might be tomorrow.”
“Well, I guess that’s what makeup is for.”
Avalon ordered dinner from some place Paige had never heard, of and as the sun began to set over the ocean, it came, and Avalon spread it out on the coffee table.
Everything made Paige’s mouth water.
“I hope you like dim sum,” Avalon said as she pointed out each item written in Chinese. “That’s bean-curd rolls, shrimp dumplings, and pork spareribs in black bean sauce. Those are vegetarian dumplings, that’s vegetable fried rice, and, for dessert, we have papaya in warm rice and coconut juice.”
Paige’s stomach rumbled as she realized she hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Avalon brought a pitcher of iced tea from the kitchen and refilled their glasses.
“I have chosen an insect theme for our double feature tonight,” Avalon said as she picked up the remote and pointed it at the largest television screen Paige had ever seen. “The first one takes place in 1954, right after the earliest atomic tests in New Mexico have caused a freakish mutation.”
She knew that film and dramatically raised her hand, pointing to nothing in particular as she mimicked the little girl in the opening scenes. “Ahhh! Them! Them!”
Avalon laughed, seemingly pleased, and Paige loved it. She’d watched the film about atomically altered giant ants wreaking havoc on civilization many times and guessed that Avalon had as
Avalon sat next to her and a rush of exhilaration coursed through her. She was in Avalon Randolph’s home, just the two of them. Sure, it was a work assignment and Avalon was just doing the publicity part of her job, but she’d never been to a famous actor’s house before, and in her wildest dreams she would never have imagined being invited by Avalon.
“How do you think the movie is coming along so far?” Paige hadn’t really talked to Avalon about that subject, and any comments might be good for the book.
“For my first action film, pretty well, I guess. The crew is really nice and I love the director.”
“And Brent?”
“He’s great. He teases me a lot, but I think that’s his way of telling me he likes working with me.”
“Tell me how the action scenes have been.”
Avalon sat back and crossed her legs, the glass of iced tea perched in her lap. “We’ve only done a few, but I love them. Barring the thumping I received today, of course.”
“Of course.” She wanted to laugh but pressed her lips together to try to staunch the urge. But when Avalon chuckled, she couldn’t help but join in.
“I swear,” Avalon said, “I’m going to get those images from you if it’s the last thing I do.”
“That won’t be hard.”
“It won’t?”
“Not at all.” Paige paused, then said, “You’ll be able to pick up my book at any large chain bookstore and major online retailers.”
Avalon squinted and shook her head, but her lovely upturned mouth belied her attempt at a threat.
“Okay, how’s this. I’ll let you pick the one that goes in my book.”
“How many do you have?”
“Oh…” Paige said, mischievously drawing out the answer, “ten.”
“Really?”
“No.”
Avalon sighed loudly.
“Actually, I think it’s more like fifteen or sixteen.”
When Avalon groaned, she couldn’t help but add, “My camera records at ten frames per second, so be happy that it only took Brent about a second and a half to punch you.”
“This is horrible.”
“And there are some of you when you hit the ground.”
“I’m going to take away your iced tea.”
“Plus the ones with you on your back looking up at the sky.”
“And send you home.”
She laughed. “It will prove to the world that you do your own stunts.”
“One of my first action scenes and I end up with a big, honkin’ bruise.”
She leaned toward Avalon. “It’s not that noticeable. But it might be tomorrow.”
“Well, I guess that’s what makeup is for.”
Avalon ordered dinner from some place Paige had never heard, of and as the sun began to set over the ocean, it came, and Avalon spread it out on the coffee table.
Everything made Paige’s mouth water.
“I hope you like dim sum,” Avalon said as she pointed out each item written in Chinese. “That’s bean-curd rolls, shrimp dumplings, and pork spareribs in black bean sauce. Those are vegetarian dumplings, that’s vegetable fried rice, and, for dessert, we have papaya in warm rice and coconut juice.”
Paige’s stomach rumbled as she realized she hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Avalon brought a pitcher of iced tea from the kitchen and refilled their glasses.
“I have chosen an insect theme for our double feature tonight,” Avalon said as she picked up the remote and pointed it at the largest television screen Paige had ever seen. “The first one takes place in 1954, right after the earliest atomic tests in New Mexico have caused a freakish mutation.”
She knew that film and dramatically raised her hand, pointing to nothing in particular as she mimicked the little girl in the opening scenes. “Ahhh! Them! Them!”
Avalon laughed, seemingly pleased, and Paige loved it. She’d watched the film about atomically altered giant ants wreaking havoc on civilization many times and guessed that Avalon had as
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