Married Lovers (36 page)

As soon as the trial was over, Cameron consulted a lawyer and started divorce proceedings. Six months later, she was free.

The gang at
Paradise
rallied around her, and once more work became her life. Until yesterday, when a young actress lifting weights with Cole had happened to mention that there was a screening of Ryan Richards’s movie tonight.

Cameron had blown off going to the première of
Blue Sapphire 2
with Cole and the others. Instead she’d decided to take a chance. A big chance. A crazy insane chance.

Maybe this thing between her and Ryan was all in her imagination. Maybe he wouldn’t even remember her.

Slipping into the screening room after the movie started, she sat transfixed.
Anya
was a magnificent piece of work–understated, yet extraordinarily powerful.

The audience applauded at the end, and she noted a few people dabbing their eyes.

She looked around for Ryan, and finally spotted him. The beautiful star of his film had her arms around him, she was kissing and hugging him.

Cameron experienced an ache in the pit of her stomach. Of course he’d moved on, why wouldn’t he?

And just as she was contemplating a stealthy exit, a young man extracted the actress from Ryan, and the two of them walked off with their arms around each other.

Taking a long deep breath Cameron headed in Ryan’s
direction. More people were surrounding him, shaking his hand, patting him on the back. Congratulations and accolades were thick on the ground.

She stood behind a large woman waiting her turn to tell him how meaningful his movie was.

And then he saw her.

For a tantalizing moment their eyes met, and she knew in her heart that nothing had changed. They both felt the same way.

“Hi,” she murmured softly.

“Hey–you,” he responded.

“Loved your movie.”

“You did?”

“I did,” she said, noting that his eyes were still that intense blue that took her breath away.

“So,” he said, filled with optimism and delight, “how come it took you so long to find me?”

She smiled. A dreamy smile, a happy smile. “Just lazy, I guess.”

And he pulled her toward him, close, very close.

Somehow she knew this was the beginning of something very special.