One Last Time(30)

Stripping Down to the Truth About Noah Frazier by Kristin McGee





Noah Frazier, one of the leading men on A Thin Blue Line, which aired its series finale in late April, is undoubtedly a fan favorite. His character, the charming, broken-hearted, and endearing Officer Writt has been winning hearts for seven seasons. After we, here at Celebaholic, got a chance for an exclusive interview, we aren’t surprised why. He’s funny, sweet, and sexy as hell, but what sets Mr. Frazier apart is his down-to-earth attitude.

During our talk, we learned a little about his aspirations for the future, but more importantly, we asked if there’s a special someone he’s after. That seems to be the burning question on every single, and many married, women’s minds.

Sitting in a local pub in Tampa, Noah spent a few hours chatting and giving me the answers we’ve been dying to know.

I put the tape on and start transcribing.

Celebaholic: Thank you so much for meeting with me. I can’t tell you how much of a fan I am and what an honor it is that you agreed to do an interview.

Noah Frazier: Thank you for inviting me. I’m happy to be here.

Celebaholic: Are you enjoying your break from acting?

Noah Frazier: I actually am. I’ve been spending time visiting family and friends, trying to find the role that really fits me.

Celebaholic: Do you have any prospects for future projects?

Noah Frazier: There have been two scripts I’ve been excited about. We’ll see, though. I’m enjoying being in Florida right now.





Noah’s voice is low, and knowing what I know, I hear the double meaning. I write the responses regarding his work, what it was like to be nominated for an Emmy, and how his ultimate goal is to become a producer.

Then I get to what readers really want—the dirt.

Celebaholic: You’re in town visiting Eli Walsh, correct?

Noah Frazier: I am. Eli and I became close friends while working on A Thin Blue Line.

Celebaholic: I’m sure you two get into a lot of trouble.

Noah Frazier: Well, only when tequila is involved. Usually, we’re pretty boring, other times trouble falls in our laps or pulls us in.





I can’t help the smile that forms. I can see his grin clear as day as he said that part. The way his green eyes were full of mischief.

Celebaholic: I can only imagine. We know the world cried a little when Eli was no longer available, any possible love interests?

Noah Frazier: There’s someone I have feelings for.

Celebaholic: Care to comment more?

Noah Frazier: No. She knows who she is.

Celebaholic: Well, she must be flattered.

Noah Frazier: With any luck, she’ll be more than that. I’m hoping for interested.





My heart starts to race, and my throat goes dry. I’m the girl he’s talking about. I’m the girl that Noah Frazier has his sights set on, and I know what it feels like to be in his arms, touch his body. My lips tingle as I remember the way his mouth moved with mine, the mint taste on his tongue, and I have no idea what to do about any of that except stay away. Noah has no idea how damaged my heart is, and there isn’t a chance in hell that he’ll stick around if he catches a glimpse of it.

I lean back, close the laptop, and drain the remnants of my wine, already knowing there’s no way I can finish the article now. I have Noah on the brain. It’s been so long since anyone has looked at me like he does. Like I’m worth a damn. A man who has no business chasing a regular girl like me thinks I’m special.

No. I don’t believe it.

He can’t possibly want me for more than just a quick lay. I’m definitely not that kind of girl. I need more, I always have. The last thing I want is to be good, but not good enough for more.

I head to the bathroom to wash my face and get ready for bed. “What was I thinking?” I say aloud as I stare at my reflection. “You’re simple, frustrating, and couldn’t get things right, Kristin. You failed at keeping Scott happy. You’re worthless, just like he told you over and over.” Tears start to fall as Scott’s words fill my head. “You let yourself go. You used to be so pretty. Not tonight, I don’t feel like working that hard to get you to the end.”

There’s no way a man like Noah is going to stick around. I’d be a fool to think otherwise.



Last night was the worst night I’ve had since I left Scott. I cried myself to sleep, hearing fifteen years’ worth of put-downs.

Doubt is irrational and doesn’t care that the voice inside my head is from years of being with an unhappy man. I can tell myself that Scott used his insecurities on me so he felt better, but in the end, I’m not always strong enough to believe it.

Last night was one of them.

Now, in the mid-morning light, I know I was crazy to allow Scott to have that kind of power over me. His words are noise, and I’m going to drown it out with the positivity that lives inside me. Negativity is so much easier to believe, but I’m done with living in that hell.

I have a few hours before he’s due to drop the kids off, and I frantically start to clean just to prove him wrong. I’m a good mother, I can keep a tidy home, and I’m pretty.

A knock on the door startles me.

“Kristin, you home?” Danielle’s voice comes from the other side.