Today I am so pleased to welcome J. R Gray to Joyfully Jay. Gray has come to share an exclusive excerpt from his latest release, Unwritten. Please join me in giving him a big welcome!



“Please?” I put my hands together and gave him a bit of lip.

“You suck!”

“Is it working?” I held back a smile, keeping the lip out. “Do I need to plead more? I’ll get on my knees if I have to.”

He moved the hand over his mouth to his eyes. “Do not put those images in my mind.”

“A weakness, I see. Maybe I’ll keep exploiting it.”

He cracked his fingers to peek through. “No. Don’t you dare…wait how are you exploiting this?”

My brows were up. How far were we going to push this? I slid half off the sofa disturbing Alfred who chuffed at me, putting one knee on the floor to gauge his reaction. He cringed and so I put the other down.

“Do you need more pleading like this?” I inched forward on my knees.

He dropped his head back and groaned. “You win. You win. I’ll tell you.”

“I’m waiting.” I knew I was pushing it way further than I should, but I couldn’t seem to help myself at this point.

He lifted his head and gave me a full-on growl when he saw I was still on my knees. He crossed his legs and adjusted his seat. Was he hard? I sat back trying to get a better view of his groin but had no such luck as he’d successfully hidden it with the cross.

“Okay, I said you look cute when you’re inspired and writing like you were.” He held up a hand so I wouldn’t speak as he continued. “I didn’t mean it in a flirty way…I don’t want you to get awkward, which was why I thought better of it. You’re intense and inspired and I like seeing other artists that way about their passion.”

“Thank you.” I wasn’t sure what else to say. I was disappointed he didn’t mean it in a flirty way and clearly, I’d pushed the line with the knees thing but I could claim it was innocent enough. “Sorry for pushing the pleading thing.”

His gaze sharpened and held mine. There was something exchanged silently. I tilted my head and raised a brow. He lifted a shoulder. The words were there, even if they were never uttered. We’d both liked it but we had boundaries to maintain.

“Don’t be sorry. It was…amusing.”

“Your dog didn’t like it.” I was glad he didn’t say hot because we’d be right back where we started and the sexual chemistry was going to kill me before this was over.

“Finally he’s on my side,” Tobias said and I wasn’t sure how to take that.

“We should get back to set before…” I end up sucking your dick in my trailer is what I wanted to say but instead went with, “Before we are missed. It’s been about an hour.”

“Is that what you really want to do?”

My eyes went wide, and I felt his words to my dick. “Excuse me?”

“I mean, is your head better? You don’t want to go back to set and make it worse.”

I couldn’t read his expression. Was that what he’d meant? Did he mean more? I searched his face and was about to ask again if he was sure that’s what he meant when there was a knock on my trailer door.


unwritten coverSuccess was lonely.

I should have been on top of the world but I felt trapped, suffocated by fame.
My life wasn’t my own. I belonged to the fans and the media. Too famous to leave my house without attracting a crowd. Like a prince in a palace of glass watching life pass me by.

I’d almost resigned myself to the impossibility of a relationship in the time of hook-up apps made more impossible as an actor. I was almost okay with my inability to date, until I met the only person forbidden to me: My director.

The most beautiful guy I’d laid eyes on, twenty years older than me, and seemingly interested too. Now I had four months of working side by side while trying to keep my hands to myself, or one of us would lose our job. The temptation was going to kill me.

Unwritten is a slow burn, May-December with low angst and a dog that’s in charge. This book can be read as a standalone.


Gray is a cynical Chicago native, who drinks coffee all day, barely sleeps, and is a little too fashion obsessed. He writes realistic and damaged characters because everyone deserves a happily ever after.

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