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Not Until Noah by Lisa Henry
Star Crossed, Book 1
Carter Westlake is on the brink of being Hollywood gold. Cast as the lead in a highly-anticipated sci-fi trilogy filming in Australia, he’s primed to be the next A-list action hero: all-American, hot as hell, and straight. The problem is, Carter can only check off two of those boxes. But that’s okay—his bisexuality can remain a secret until these movies are behind him.
Childhood educator Noah Jones has a plan. Work as a nanny for six months, make some extra cash, and move to the UK to teach. He doesn’t expect his new boss to be a Hollywood star. And he certainly isn’t prepared to fall for the guy.
One kiss sends them tumbling into a secret relationship, even though they both agree it can be nothing more than a fling. Carter needs to stay in the closet for the sake of his career, and Noah’s leaving. But when their feelings continue to grow into something deeper, Carter has a decision to make. Knowing that exposing his sexuality could cost him his career, would he rather carry on living a lie, or risk it all to stand tall in his truth?
Not Until Noah is the first book in the Star Crossed series, where regular guys meet famous ones, and sparks fly.
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After breakfast on Saturday morning, Carter joined Noah and Emerson up on the rooftop terrace as they went cloud-spotting.
“Dad!” Emerson dragged him over to the railing and pointed. “Does that one look like a cirrocumulus or a stratocumulus?”
He hummed and squinted at the sky. “It looks a bit like a rabbit to me.”
Emerson jabbed him with the dull end of her pencil. “Daaaaad!”
The day was mostly clear, probably not ideal for their project at all. The sunlight sparkled on the ocean like shards of shattered glass, and an armada of boats of all shapes and sizes cut through the water. The house had a private jetty that jutted out into the ocean directly from the backyard, and Carter figured if he lived here permanently, he’d probably get a boat. Probably nothing as extravagant as the ones tethered at their neighbors’ jetties, though.
“No, your dad’s right,” Noah said. “We should mark that one down as a rabbit.”
“You’re both silly!” Emerson declared. “This is science. It’s serious stuff.”
He and Noah shared a smile, and then his phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out. It was a text from Olivia: Your car is here. Stop ogling the nanny and get your ass down here.
She was a bitch.
“I gotta go,” he said, holding his arms out for a hug from Emerson.
“Have a good day,” Noah said.
“You too.” He headed inside. He took the stairs, not bothering with the lift. Olivia was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the wall with her arms folded and a knowing smirk on her face.
“I wasn’t ogling,” he told her.
“Sure,” she drawled. “You keep telling yourself that, baby brother.”
“Fuck off,” he said with no heat in his tone, and she waved him out of the house.
Gary was parked out the front. “Morning,” he said cheerfully as Carter climbed into the back seat.
“Morning.” He settled back in his seat and looked at Olivia’s message on his phone again.
Ogling.
He hadn’t been ogling Noah.
Noah was cute, and okay, Carter couldn’t pretend there was no attraction there. No frisson of something like electricity, like anticipation, like potential, when they’d been in the pool and he’d seen the way Noah’s damp skin had shone. But an attraction was all it was and all it could ever be. Apart from that one night with Marco, Carter hadn’t slept with a guy in years. Not since he was with Ashley, and they’d both made some pretty fucked-up choices. Luckily, she’d been more coked up at the time than he had been. She’d obliterated a lot of brain cells back then. He had no doubt that if she’d remembered some of the hookups he’d had—and she’d either shared or at least encouraged—she would have used them to blackmail him by now. She’d done some wild things, and Carter, along for the ride, had felt so free. Right up until everything spiraled out of control, and he was watching the paramedics try to get her heart started again.
They’d both cleaned up after that. With Ashley, it hadn’t stuck.
He wasn’t some B-list TV actor anymore. He was a movie star, and he was playing Dex Deveron. The guy playing Dex Deveron couldn’t be attracted to men. The guy playing Dex Deveron couldn’t be anything but straight.
He sighed and closed his eyes briefly.
Exogenesis was going to either propel his career into the stratosphere, or it was going to crash and burn. He’d been offered the lead in a biopic at the same time, about William Lewis Moore, the white mail carrier who’d been murdered for his involvement in the Civil Rights movement. He’d chosen Exogenesis instead, opting to take the money and the exposure over the smaller, more worthwhile project. And this was part of the price he paid for that. Another three years in the closet, until the movie and the sequels were all released.
It was okay.
This was all part of the plan. These next few years were all about building his career. Once the shoot here was done, he could ask his agent to look out for more meaningful movies—lower budgets but higher chances of awards to prove that he was more than just a Hollywood pretty boy. This was all part of the plan.
Noah Jones wasn’t part of the plan at all.
And Carter hadn’t been ogling him anyway.
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About Lisa:
Lisa likes to tell stories, mostly with hot guys and happily ever afters.
Lisa lives in tropical North Queensland, Australia. She doesn’t know why, because she hates the heat, but she suspects she’s too lazy to move. She spends half her time slaving away as a government minion, and the other half plotting her escape.
She attended university at sixteen, not because she was a child prodigy or anything, but because of a mix-up between international school systems early in life. She studied History and English, neither of them very thoroughly.
She shares her house with too many cats, a dog, a green tree frog that swims in the toilet, and as many possums as can break in every night. This is not how she imagined life as a grown-up.
Lisa has been published since 2012, and was a LAMBDA finalist for her quirky, awkward coming-of-age romance Adulting 101, and a Rainbow Awards finalist for 2019’s Anhaga.
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