Noah knows
he destroyed something precious the night he chose to betray Kit, but he’d
rather she hate him than learn his darkest secret. All he has left is his
music. It’s his saving grace, but it doesn’t silence the voices that keep him
up at night. Chasing oblivion through endless one-night-stands, he earns a few
hours’ sleep and his bad boy reputation.
When a
media error sees Noah and Kit dubbed the new “it” couple, Kit discovers her
chance at the role of a lifetime hinges on riding the media wave. Wanting—needing—to
give Kit this, even if he can’t give her everything, Noah agrees to play the
adoring boyfriend. Only the illusion is suddenly too real, too painful, too
beautiful…and it may be too late for the redemption of Noah St. John.
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Kit groaned at the sound of her phone. Reaching out
blindly toward the nightstand, she hurled mental curses upon herself for
forgetting to turn it off so she could catch some uninterrupted sleep before
her four-a.m. makeup call.
It’d be fun and great for her
career, her agent had said when recommending Kit take the superhero flick.
Coming off two serious and emotionally wrenching projects, Kit had taken
Harper’s advice and jumped on board the high-budget, high-octane venture.
Unfortunately, Harper had forgotten to mention the four hours it would take to
put her into the head-to-toe makeup required for the role. Daily.
“What?” she snarled into the phone
without checking to see who it was.
“Hey, Katie.”
Every cell in her body snapped wide
awake. Lifting her eyelids, she just stared at the ceiling through gritty eyes.
Her heart thumped, her throat moving convulsively as she swallowed. She hated
that he could still do this to her, hated
it, but her visceral response to Noah wasn’t something she could stop. She
knew because she’d tried for the past two years and three months.
“Noah,” she said flatly. “Do you
know what time it is?”
“Two fifteen,” he answered.
Kit should’ve hung up. God, he’d hurt her. So much. But there was
something in his voice that had her sitting up. “Are you drunk?” One thing she
knew about Noah: no matter his bad-boy rep, he was never wasted. He might give a good indication of it, but look
closely and those dark gray eyes were always sober.
“Probably.” A silence, followed by,
“I just wanted to hear your voice. Sorry for waking you.”
“Wait,” she said when he would’ve
hung up. “Where are you?”
“Some dive.” He took a deep breath,
released it in a harsh exhale. “I’m sorry for being an asshole. I wanted to
tell you that. I don’t want to go without saying that.”
“Noah,” she said, a horrible feeling
in her stomach. “Where exactly are you?”
“The Blue Flamingo Inn off Hollywood
Boulevard. Far, far, far off.” He
laughed, and it held no humor. “It has a neon sign of a blue—surprise!—flamingo
that’s flashing right through my window. Looks like someone stole the
curtains.”
Having already grabbed her laptop,
which she’d left beside the bed after answering some e-mails before sleep
claimed her, she found the Blue Flamingo Inn. But Noah was already gone, having
said, “I love your voice, Kit,” in an oddly raw tone before hanging up.
He didn’t pick up when she called
back.
“Damn it! Damn it!” She shoved aside
the blanket under which she’d been buried, having turned the AC to ice-cold as
she usually did at night. Shivering, she tugged on a pair of jeans and an old
sweatshirt over the panties and tank top in which she’d gone to sleep.
Pulling her black hair into a rough
ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, she ran through the house, phone in one
pocket, credit card and driver’s license in the other. In the kitchen, she
grabbed her keys off the counter and shoved her feet into the tennis shoes by
the door that led to the garage.
She was in her car and on the way to
the motel three minutes after Noah had hung up, mouth dry and an ugliness in
her gut. “Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay,” she kept saying, the
mantra doing nothing to calm her down, but at least it kept her mind focused.
She wanted to call Molly and Fox, or
the others in the band, but no one was currently in the city. Schoolboy Choir
had completed the final show in the band’s hugely successful tour just over two
weeks earlier. Day after that, they’d all gone their separate ways to recharge
and regroup.
“Much as I love these guys,” David
had said with a grin that reached the dark gold of his eyes, “I’ve been looking
at their ugly mugs daily for months. We need to go blow off some steam
separately before we start snarling at each other.”
At the time, Kit had nodded in
understanding, having had that same experience while working on location for
long periods. Tonight, however, she wished the others were all here, not
scattered across the country, because something was very wrong with Noah.
“Noah doesn’t do drugs,” she told herself as
she drove as fast as she dared, not wanting to risk getting pulled over and
further delayed. “He isn’t the kind to—” She couldn’t say it, couldn’t even
think of Noah ending his life. “No,”
she said firmly, her hands white-knuckled on the steering wheel. “Noah isn’t
like that.”
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