The Mills & Boon Sparkling Christmas Collection. Kate Hardy

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       CHAPTER THREE

      IN THE END, the nap had to wait.

      Noah placed the script reverently on the bed in front of him and reached for his phone without ever looking away from the cover sheet. He didn’t want to break the magic spell the writing had cast over him before he spoke to his agent. He wanted to live in this feeling—in the brilliance and excitement of a perfect story. The way he felt he knew every one of the characters inside out as if he was the characters.

      This film—this was the one he’d been waiting for.

      He couldn’t remember being this excited about a part since... Well, since he’d first moved to LA with Sally.

      Swallowing hard at the memory, he pushed it aside and punched the right combination on the screen to call Tessa, his agent.

      ‘I want this part,’ he said, the moment she picked up.

      ‘Noah?’ She sounded sleepy. Noah did a quick mental calculation of the time difference and winced. Then he decided that, since she was awake now anyway, he might as well continue.

      ‘Eight Days After,’ he said. ‘I want the part. The lead. None of this supporting actor stuff. I want the main attraction.’

      ‘Really?’ Tessa was awake now, if the pep in her voice was anything to go by. ‘You think you’re right for Marcus?’

      ‘Definitely,’ Noah replied, ignoring the surprise in her voice. ‘Trust me. They want me in that role. I will knock it out of the park.’ There was a pause on the other line, and Noah’s confidence took a slight dip. But not for long. He hadn’t got where he was by letting criticism knock him back. ‘What? What did they say about me? You might as well just tell me—you know I’ll hear it eventually anyway.’ That was how Hollywood gossip worked. Confidences were never kept, and secrets always got out. You just had to front it out and live with whatever people had to say about you, Noah had found. He just didn’t let the gibes and the comments get past his defences any more. They didn’t hurt if he didn’t let himself feel them.

      ‘Stefan, the director...he’s worried you might not have the, well, depth for the part.’

      ‘For Marcus?’

      ‘For the best friend part.’

      Noah blinked. ‘The best friend has no depth. He’s basically there to lighten the mood so that no one slits their wrists in the movie theatres.’ If Stefan didn’t believe he could even pull off that part, Noah had a harder path to climb than even he’d anticipated.

      ‘Still. This is a very different movie to the sort you’ve been in before.’

      ‘Lately,’ Noah countered.

      ‘Since you became an actor anyone has heard of,’ Tessa shot back, and Noah winced. Had it really been that long since he’d made a film that mattered? He knew that it had. He’d not taken on a part with substance since he’d got his big break in a summer blockbuster.

      So why now? Why this one?

      Noah shook his head. It didn’t matter why. It only mattered that he get it. One way or another.

      ‘What will it take to convince him?’ he asked.

      ‘That you can play the best friend?’

      ‘No.’

      Tessa sighed. ‘Look, Noah, I think they’ve already got someone in the frame for Marcus—and no, before you ask, I don’t know who. They’re being cagey, though, so that probably means someone big.’

      ‘Someone they’re not sure of, or they’d be telling everyone.’

      ‘Maybe. Why does this matter so much to you?’ Tessa asked. ‘I mean, you’ve been perfectly happy for years playing the big budget hero, the action guy or whatever.’

      ‘You mean as a more looks than talent kind of actor,’ Noah translated. He’d heard the talk as well as she had.

      ‘You said it, not me. But yeah. So what’s changed?’

      Noah sank back against the pillows on the four-poster bed, trying to find the right words. ‘It’s...it’s this script. I mean, I knew I was ready for a change. It’s been seven years since...’ Since he’d taken a part that made him look too deep, search too far to find the character. Since he’d done anything СКАЧАТЬ