To Bead or Not to Bead, Glass Bead Mystery Series, Book 4 by Janice Peacock

Author:Janice Peacock
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Janice Peacock
Published: 2018-06-16T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

When I met Ryan last fall, he told me he’d been an actor before becoming a security guard, but I was never sure if I believed him. He was handsome enough—tall with nice broad shoulders, full lips, close-cropped wavy hair, and brown eyes with flecks of amber. As I looked at him, I started to admire what a fine specimen of manhood he was. Then I remembered I already had a boyfriend. Zachary was an awesome guy, and he was not flaky, or a stalker, or an actor, for that matter.

“Congratulations on landing the lead role in the play,” I said. It was impressive that he was the star of the show, and I gave him a congratulatory hug. Oh dear. This man was so well built, it was hard to let go. Ryan hugged me back and didn’t seem to want to let go—or was that me? I finally broke away from him.

“Thanks. I’m glad I ran into you, Jax. Are you…seeing anyone right now?”

This was astounding to me. Ryan just never stopped. He simply couldn’t understand how a woman wouldn’t just fall at his feet. I was sure he’d had that happen to him his whole life, and he was confused as to why I wasn’t one of them.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I’m still seeing Zachary,” I said.

“I just wondered if you two might want to come and see Hamlet. I could get you some tickets.”

“Thanks, Ryan, I’ll talk to Zachary and let you know.” I looked up into Ryan’s gorgeous brown eyes and wanted to melt in his arms.

Ryan had pulled his Hamlet costume from a rack nearby as we were talking, and I watched as he pulled his shirt off. I’d never actually seen him naked—even partially—before. His broad, muscular shoulders, six-pack abs, his slender hips—this man was an Adonis. I noticed my heart was beating extra fast. But, I had a boyfriend, and I needed to remember that, especially during moments like these. When he started to unbutton his jeans, I had to look away, not wanting to be tempted by his hot body. I didn’t want to see him in his boxers, assuming he wore them. That might be just a little too much for my heart to take.

“I really should be going,” I said, not knowing how much longer I could stay in the same room as Ryan without doing something I might regret later.

I did wonder though, if any of the cast or crew could possibly have had any reasons to want Austin dead, since, according to Zachary, some cast members had been in the theater the night Austin was killed.

I stopped in the doorway, not ready to leave, but not wanting to take a peek at Ryan. Finally I asked. “Um, are you decent yet?”

“I am now,” he said.

I turned around to face Ryan, who was now buttoning up his fancy multi-colored duster. It looked like it had come straight from Boy George’s wardrobe. Although it looked better on Ryan than it ever had on the 80s pop icon.

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