Best Supporting Actor (Creative Types Book 3) by Joanna Chambers & Sally Malcolm

Best Supporting Actor (Creative Types Book 3) by Joanna Chambers & Sally Malcolm

Author:Joanna Chambers & Sally Malcolm [Chambers, Joanna & Malcolm, Sally]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781914305061
Published: 2023-09-27T18:30:00+00:00


After running one of his favourite routes twice over, Tag was exhausted and sweaty, but the antsy feeling that had been under his skin all day had finally eased. He spent a good few minutes stretching, then used the short walk back to the apartment to cool down his muscles and plan the evening ahead. A shower would be the first order of business, he decided, then dinner, then Bow Street. Jay had seemed tired earlier, so maybe he’d let Tag cook for them tonight?

He’d just turned the corner into the development when his phone buzzed with a text. It was from Graham.

Any chance you could pick up a shift at The Bear tonight?

Tag’s steps slowed to a halt as he stared down at his screen. He’d wanted to stay in and watch Bow Street, but he could do with a few extra hours, and it wouldn’t be a late one. These casual shifts would be coming to a complete end soon—once the play opened, his evenings would be spoken for. That thought might not fill him with quite as much panic as it would have just a week ago, thanks to Jay’s generosity in taking him in, but the realisation that he’d be missing out on this extra cash still made his stomach hurt. Besides, did he really have to see Bow Street the second it came out? He could watch it on catch up any time he liked—it wasn’t as if he was going to be with his family for this airing anyway. Hell, he hadn’t even asked Jay if he wanted to watch it tonight. Maybe Jay would rather do something else? It was his apartment after all, his TV. Not that he thought Jay would be a dick about it. Tag knew if he asked to watch Bow Street, Jay would agree. He was a nice guy, and he’d seemed excited for Tag when Tag had mentioned it. Plus, he’d understand, better than any member of Tag’s family ever could, just how much blood, sweat and tears had gone into his relatively brief time on screen.

But would Jay really want to watch it?

Suddenly, Tag felt depressed. Shoving his phone back in his pocket, he trudged towards the main door of the apartment building and pressed the bell.

“It’s me,” he said when the intercom came alive with a burst of static.

“Hey,” Jay said, sounding a bit breathless. A second later, the door buzzed.

In the course of the short walk from the atrium to Jay’s apartment, Tag made his decision. There was no reason not to take the shift. He pulled his phone back out of his pocket, ready to start typing a quick reply to Graham, but when he stepped inside the apartment, he came to an astonished halt.

The little table was set for two, and squeezed onto its small surface—alongside placemats, glasses, cutlery, a breadbasket, and an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne in it—was one of those ridiculous balloon arrangements, with a weighted base and a riot of helium-filled balloons bopping around on their shiny silver ribbons.



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