"Great job, everybody, you can take off now," Noah Mayer shouted ,and no sooner were the words out of his mouth that Harry came and stood before him, his face mere inches away , and grinning in a way only he could.
"Nice job, Harry, but smile like that when the camera is rolling, and you're out of the job," Noah stated, while backing off and leaning against the railing of Brooklyn Bridge.
"What's wrong with my smile?"
"Absolutely nothing, but you're supposed to be dealing with the pangs of failed love, and smiling like you won an Oscar might not get that particular message across."
"You're a right little ray of sunshine, Noah"
"Thanks, honey"
"Want a ride to the hotel?"
"No thanks, I'm gonna walk"
Harry's smile, if possible, widened "Gonna pick up a hot man, huh? Okay, see you tomorrow"
Noah sighed. Harry, though the closest thing to a best friend he had in the two years that
Los Angeles was his home, would never understand that Noah was not interested in picking up any man just for a quickie.
"Hey, don't tear that mouth there .I'll meet you at the lobby for dinner at eight"
He turned his gaze from Harry's retreating back, to the skyline punctuated by skyscrapers. In a few hours, the sun would go down and the windows of the towers would twinkle like little yellow stars. This was Noah's favourite part of the day, ever since they began shooting for a particular snippet of his movie in the streets of New York.
Turning his eyes to the crowd thronging the bridge, he began people watching, his next favourite activity. Ruing and chuckling amusedly at how pathetic his life had become, his eyes fell upon a couple wading through the size able swarm of people. They were both men, and the way they spoke and smiled at each other and the obvious camaraderie they shared immediately suggested to Noah that they were more than just friends. Or perhaps it was just the fact that one of them had his arm around the other. Or that the owner of the arm wore a surgeon's coat and a smug expression that could only belong on one face.
Or that the guy smiling up at him, wearing a striped T-shirt, was the most beautiful guy Noah had ever seen.
Yes, Noah determined, they are a couple, because they were Dr. Reid Oliver, smart-ass neurosurgeon and stealer of boyfriends, and Luke Snyder, the love of Noah's life.