Roommate Romance by Maggie Riley

Author:Maggie Riley [Riley, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01N2SRNCN
Goodreads: 32867530
Publisher: Maggie Riley Books
Published: 2016-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

ALLIE

In my favorite pair of black jeans and black long-sleeved shirt, I arrived at the theatre and began walking through the set and backstage, making sure everything was where it was supposed to be. This was my favorite time—the quiet and calm right before a show. When I was alone in the theatre, but I could feel the anticipation and excitement in the air. I knew that Joanna and Reagan were probably somewhere being nervous, but at that moment, I felt completely at peace.

I had my list of things that I needed to do. Going through them and marking them off calmed me. Because everything was where it was supposed to be, everything was ready.

The show had been well rehearsed. The actors were skilled and prepared, the crew was focused and ready. We had a good production waiting inside of each of us, and tonight would be the first chance to show that to an audience. A theatre full of people would make all the difference to a cast and crew that had practiced as much as they could. And they had me. Tonight I was going to get behind the wheel and I was more than ready to take this bad boy out for a spin.

“I shouldn’t be surprised that you beat me here,” Reagan’s voice came from behind me.

I turned to find her standing at the stage door with a smile. She looked nervous, but not nearly as nervous as she had looked last night. It seemed that her upbeat outlook had returned, and I was glad for it.

“You know I have to be here early,” I reminded her.

“First to arrive, last to leave.” She winked at me. “I know.”

“It’s what makes you a good stage manager,” said Joanna, coming up behind her. She too, looked calm, though the stress was always harder to read on her. But her look was different tonight, her usual stern white suit replaced with a slim, soft black dress.

“Nice look,” Reagan noted.

“I thought I’d show my solidarity with the two of you.” Joanna lifted a shoulder.

As usual, Reagan was in black, a dress as well.

“It looks good on you,” I told Joanna, though I think we all knew that pretty much anything would look good on her.

“I feel so goth. Do I look goth?”

Reagan patted Joanna’s arm.

“One of these days I’ll have to explain to you what goth is,” she said.

“Several important critics are here tonight,” Joanna informed us, ignoring Reagan’s comment. “New York Times, Village Voice and TimeOut all decided to check out our first preview.”

“Great,” I said, feeling calm and confident. The checklist never failed me. “They’ll get a great show.”

Joanna stared at me for a moment. “I’d love to get a whiff of whatever you’re smoking.”

“Me too,” added Reagan.

“Don’t worry.” I put my arms around them. Even if I told them the power of a good to-do list, I had a feeling they wouldn’t believe me. Just like Shane hadn’t believed me. Because while spontaneity was well and good in his world, I had no place for it in my theatre.

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