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Kate was gone. Again.
But this time, Gage Stevens had no intention
of letting her go.
Gage straightened, still breathing heavy, the
sound of Kate’s cab finally fading away into the darkness, the red
glow of the taillights long gone. The wind blew hard around him and
he thrust his hands angrily into his hair, pushing it away from his
face. He could hear angry voices behind him, Jeremy yelling at
Brand from security. Gage sighed. He’d have to face Brand and his
band mate, the guy who he’d just punched in the face. The guy
he’d turned on because of his comments about Kate.
Gage turned back toward the tour bus, the
breeze chilling his hot skin. Jeremy was gesturing and pointing at
Gage, Brand was holding up his hands in a placating gesture. As
Gage drew closer, he could hear Brand’s low voice, talking to
Jeremy, telling him to just calm down. But as Gage climbed back on
the bus to gather his gear, Jeremy broke free, his face contorted
in anger, a dark bruise already forming on his jaw.
“You hit me, over a piece of tail? What the
hell, man?” Brand grabbed Jeremy’s arm as he tried to climb the
stairs of the bus.
“Let me go. Gage!”
Gage finally found his shirt. Pulling it on,
he glanced around the bus. There wasn’t anything here he needed
right now. He walked back to the front of the bus, watching Jeremy
through the windows. Brand had pulled him away, forcing him into a
waiting limo. Gage could still hear his angry words as Brand tried
to shut the limo door.
“You’re a piece of work, Gage. This, for a
groupie? A piece of ass?” The rest was lost as Brand finally closed
the limo door. Gage watched as the car pulled away and Brand walked
over to him.
“You okay? I’ll call you a limo to take you
to the hotel.” Brand unhooked his radio, holding it to his
face.
But Gage shook his head. “No, man. I’m not
going to the hotel. I need a ride to the airport.”
***
When Kate had left him five years ago, he
hadn’t fought to get her back. He’d really been in no position to;
he’d been a no-name guy, struggling to get his music heard,
reaching for the dream he knew he could achieve. Kate had
wanted… needed …him to be something he wasn’t; stable,
reliable and grounded. She couldn’t wait with him for his dream to
happen.
But Gage’s dream had soon grown wings and
taken off, propelling him to fame, more than he’d ever have dreamed
possible. He was a mega-rockstar now, and Kate had now seen that,
first hand. Fate had thrown them together again. Kate’s magazine
had assigned her first to do an interview with Gage and then had
assigned her to go with him on tour. She’d seen that he had gotten
everything he’d wanted out of life… everything except
her.
And he thought he’d had her. Their passionate
moments while on tour, their fevered love making had him convinced
she should stay. He thought she felt the same way; he wanted her to
feel the same as he did.
But she’d bolted, running out after the last
concert, just minutes after they’d taken each other on a wild
passionate ride, their bodies melded together in ecstasy. He’d told
her to stay. There was something deep inside of Kate that he just
didn’t understand, that last bit of fear that terrified her and
wouldn’t let her see the future that they could have together. That
fear had driven her away once again.
***
Gage secured a seat on the last flight out,
the red-eye across country that would land him in New York first
thing in the morning. As he sat in the almost empty plane, he
thought about Kate, the tumultuous feelings he’d experienced over
the past month.
I love her. What more does she want from
me? But had he told her that? Maybe. Or maybe he meant to and
never did. He shifted in his seat. The stewardess asked him if he
wanted another drink and as much as he did, he shook his head no.
He wasn’t rockstar Gage Stevens right now; he was the guy going
after his girl and he needed a clear
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