LOGINNinety days. One summer contract. Plenty of time to make some questionable decisions. Tessa came to town for one thing: the role of a lifetime. Landing the lead is everything she's worked for, and if she can survive ninety days of rehearsals, performances, and backstage drama, it could change her future. Then she meets Danny. Tall, dark-haired, ridiculously attractive, and her leading man. A summer showmance with him wouldn't be the worst way to spend three months. There's just one problem: Danny barely seems to notice her. And the returning cast's inner circle has made it painfully clear that the new girl who walked in and landed the lead isn't welcome. Enter Jay. Blond, annoyingly fit, and absolutely not her type, the local dancer invites her paddleboarding after rehearsal. One chaotic afternoon turns into late nights, river bars, bad decisions, and Tessa constantly asking the same question: What are we doing tomorrow? With Jay, summer is easy. Backstage, it's anything but. Claire, Tessa's understudy, seems determined to prove Tessa never deserved the role in the first place. The whispers are getting harder to ignore. And just when Danny finally starts giving Tessa everything she thought she wanted, she discovers her leading man might not be on her side after all. Then there's the one rule Tessa absolutely cannot afford to break. No relationships between cast members. Getting caught could cost her the lead and the dream she came here for. Danny is supposed to be the guy she wants. Jay is supposed to be her safe haven. But somewhere between rehearsals, secrets, stolen nights, and a cast waiting for her to screw up, Tessa starts falling for the one person she never planned on wanting. The contract ends in ninety days. Getting caught could end her dream a lot sooner.
View MoreBy the end of our final rehearsal, I was fairly certain my feet had filed a formal complaint against the rest of my body. Opening night was tomorrow. After weeks of rehearsals, costume fittings, choreography adjustments, and our director announcing that we needed to run one particular scene just one more time, we were finally ready."That's it!" the director called from the front of the theater. "Good work, everyone. Get some rest tonight. I want you all here tomorrow with plenty of energy."I stared at him. Around me, people started applauding. I joined in, mostly because it meant we were allowed to leave.Rebekah appeared beside me. "Drinks?"I looked at her. "Is that a question or a medical recommendation?""Both.""That sounds like a great idea."She grinned. "Excellent."I glanced toward the dancers. Jay was talking to someone near the wings. He caught my eye and smiled. I smiled back.Rebekah noticed. "Oh, you two are disgusting.""We haven't done anything.""You're smiling at e
By seven fifteen, I was standing outside Jay's dance studio with a coffee in one hand and a very important responsibility. I was here to provide artistic feedback. Professional artistic feedback. Which meant I absolutely could not spend the entire evening staring at my boyfriend's ass. I gave myself a moment to appreciate how difficult this assignment was going to be. Then I went inside.Jay was alone in the studio, dragging a padded gymnastics block across the floor. Music played quietly from his phone."Hello, handsome!"He looked up and smiled. "Hey, Tess."I walked over and kissed him. "How was class?""Good. The kids are getting ready for their recital.""Did anyone fall down?""No.""Disappointing."He laughed. "I'm glad you came.""Are you kidding? A private dance performance? I would've paid admission.""It's practice.""Even better. Behind-the-scenes access."He shook his head and went back to arranging equipment. There were two padded blocks, a low platform, and a long exerc
I woke up with my face pressed against Jay's chest. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist, and my leg was tangled with his beneath the blankets. For a moment, I didn't move. I just listened to him breathe.Last night had been... wow. That was an embarrassingly inadequate word for it. I was an actress. Words were supposed to be my thing. But apparently, my vocabulary had abandoned me somewhere around midnight.Jay shifted beside me. "Morning," he murmured.I tilted my head up. His eyes were still closed."Good morning."He smiled. "Sleep okay?""Very.""Good."I studied his face. His blond hair was a disaster. A beautiful disaster. I reached up and pushed a piece away from his forehead. He opened one eye."What?""Nothing.""You're staring.""I'm appreciating."He laughed softly. "Appreciating what?""You."His smile widened. I leaned up and kissed him. He kissed me back, then pulled me closer. For several wonderful seconds, I forgot that clocks existed.Unfortunately, they did.
I kissed him again, slower this time, and felt the shift the way I always did with Jay—like the air itself had decided to pay attention. His hands settled at my waist, steady and warm, then slid under the hem of my shirt, palms spanning my back. I pressed closer. The faint scent of smoke from the fireworks still clung to both of us.“Still okay?” he asked against my mouth.“Very.”He smiled and kissed me deeper. We moved without hurry toward the couch, then past it, shedding pieces of the day as we went. My sandals. His shoes. The soft click of the bedroom door. Inside, the only light came from the small lamp on his nightstand and the distant glow of leftover sparklers still fading in my mind.Jay pulled his shirt over his head in one smooth motion. I watched the way the muscles of his shoulders and stomach moved, the kind of strength that came from years of knowing exactly where every part of his body. I reached for the hem of my own top. He helped me out of it, then the bra, and loo
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