Stage lights don’t lie—and neither do stolen kisses.LINDSEY I actually really like teaching high school math. It’s reliable—equations, theories, rules. Even the variables follow patterns. And that’s what I’ve always looked for in a forever partner. Reliable. Predictable. I didn’t even care if it was boring.
Then I agreed to “audition for a play or musical”—a bucket list dream my best friend wanted to accomplish before she died. I didn’t have to get cast. I just had to show up.
Then I got cast. In a romantic lead role. Opposite Finn Tamm. And suddenly, my reliable life? Completely derailed. Because I already had a boyfriend. And this was supposed to be just acting.
FINN I don’t act. I don’t date actresses. I build things—houses, additions, stage sets.
When your mom’s a world-famous actress, you grow up around the stage, sure. You learn to appreciate the craft. But after getting burned by someone who loved the spotlight more than she loved me, I promised never again.
Then Lindsey walked into the theater. Nervous. Gorgeous. Entirely unaware of her own pull.
So I did something stupid. I auditioned. Just to spend more time near her. Then I got cast. In a romantic lead role. Opposite Lindsey Brunswick. And the next thing I knew, I wasn’t building sets anymore. I was building a future I’d never let myself dream about— With someone already taken.
Stage Lights, Stolen Kisses is a steamy, slow-burn romance about unexpected chemistry, off-stage feelings, and the fine line between pretending… and falling for real.
Isabelle Peterson is the author of Intoxicating Romances weaving her love of wine and cocktails into steamy, swoonworthy love stories. She’s a Chicago suburban girl living in coastal Connecticut with her husband of more than thirty years. When she's not writing, Isabelle can be found creating a new cocktail or enjoying a favorite one, savoring a good glass of wine, cooking or baking. In fact, if she weren't a creative writer, she'd probably be a bartender or chef somewhere.