Lights, Camera, Love
the second rou
oah Sinclair leaned against the audition room's grand piano, looking annoyingly a
n't about to let some cocky, self-absor
the casting director an
ep breath and
rs, madly in love, standing on the edge of a breakup. Raw e
hers, and instantly, it
intense, and suddenly, he wasn't just Noah Sinclair-h
lowed. Th
re," she began, her vo
flicker of something unreadab
closer. "And you don't get to say my
pa
was resisting the urge to reach for her. "You thi
as good. Too good. The energy between them was unden
sing the space between them.
Their faces were inches
o pull him closer, to do something. She forced herself to stay in ch
ve left a lo
le
h
asting direc
aving her disoriented. For a split second, she wasn't sure if she was still Soph
a beat before one of the
ed. Did that mean go
nce softened into something more unreadable. There was something in his ey
e her a slow, considering nod be
her glasses. "Well.
t cleared his throat. "Th
ed. Chemistr
e, the smirk creeping back ont
urge to throw the
napping Lena's attention back. "You two
stomach
h
,
ck with Noah Sinclair f
n his eyes, he was going t