"what do you do on thursdays?" i finally asked him, after having to wonder about it for weeks on end.

he smiled at me, looking down. he didn't meet my eyes, like he did every time i talked to him about my books. 

"so?"

"those are my morning shoot days," he answered.

"shoot? like, filming? or modeling?"

"filming. i..." he paused, as if considering if he should continue or not. "i'm in a movie."

my eyes widened. "a movie? really?"

he nodded, smiling that lovely smile of his, finally meeting my eyes.

"what's it called?"