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we’ve been forgotten by the infamous Director Lewis?”
    She checked her phone, and disappointment colored her cheeks. Still no calls for either of them. “A few hours.”
    “What did you say?” Matthew leaned in further, like he was trying to hear her over the noise. In his semi-intoxicated state, it was mostly to get close to her. The bar was just a nice cover.
    “I said a few hours.” Lynn looked around. “Is there somewhere else we can go? It’s so loud in here and I’m afraid I’ll miss the call.”
    She wanted to go somewhere with him, somewhere quiet . Maybe her kiss was genuine interest, and not awesome acting. Matthew cleared his throat and forced his body to cool down. She nailed the role, though, so maybe it was just acting and she was looking for nothing more than a quiet place to hear her phone.
    Or maybe …
    One look at her big eyes told him it was worth the shot. He lived around the corner, but nothing really screamed ‘creeper’ like inviting this girl to his apartment. If they were both drunk in a bar, that was one thing, but they had made out under stage lights while sober. Better to slow-play it.
    “Well.” Matthew ran another hand through his hair. He liked the way she watched him when he did it. “There’s actually a really nice garden on the roof of this building. I took headshots up there once. Gorgeous views of the city but high up enough to be quiet.”
    Roles before hoes . Right, well he didn’t appear to have the role just yet, so this was only an innocent get-together, just two colleagues waiting for the big call. He wasn’t offering to take her back to his place. He wasn’t taking her out on a date. They needed a quiet place to watch their phones.
    Nothing creepy about being responsible and watching for a callback, even if it likely wasn’t going to come this late in the evening. He’d had late calls before, though. So going up to the roof shouldn’t get his blood flowing. It wasn’t creepy or even sexy.
    But it could be.
    “Sounds perfect. Gardens soothe my nerves. You know, all the greenery and stuff. So, let’s go?”
    God, she was young. Or was she nervous too?
    Lynn reached for his hand. Sparks jumped between them as soon as their fingers touched, like something out of the movies.
    They both paused to stare at each other. Matthew felt like he’d been shocked. Not only did they have electricity, but she had reached for him , like she wanted to touch him.
    Suddenly, the kiss on stage didn’t seem so planned.
    He could hope. The bourbon told him hoping for more moments like that, the ones that hooked him like a salmon tired of fighting upstream, were worth it. This young flower was within reach and it stirred a hardness within his pants. He laughed awkwardly.
    “Damn static electricity.”
    “Yeah, static electricity.” Lynn matched his sheepish look and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. He wanted to touch it himself.
    Her blue eyes were the perfect shade of beautiful, and the way she turned pink when embarrassed had him wanting to kiss her all over again. They both stared too long and then laughed uncomfortably. Like they were in junior high or something ridiculous. But he loved it, he loved the way she filled him with this new spirit. He’d smoke it if he could. Drown in it.
    “So, um, how do we get up there?” Lynn broke their silence.
    He forced himself to stop staring and secured his hand around hers. “This way.”

PART ONE

chapter three
    If he was honest, this was Matthew’s favorite place in all of New York City. Sure, there were terraces and rooftop gardens everywhere, but this one had the best views of the Theater District, full of lights and sound and the energy of the theater spilling out over the streets and filling up all the dark spaces. A person could get lost there, amble past the brilliant flashbulbs and the show posters, and soak up the vibrant life all evening. They wouldn’t even have to go inside—they could just stand in the