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shit!”
Jarred from a deep sleep by frantic movement
on the bed and Kate’s swearing, Gage sat up, groggy and
confused.
“What’s wrong?” He propped himself up on one
elbow, watching as Kate scurried around the room, getting dressed,
combing her hair with her fingers.
“I’m late! I really need a shower and a
change of clothes, but there’s no time to get all the way back to
my apartment and still be on time. Ursula’s going to kill me after
she fires me.” Kate was hopping on one foot, pulling on her
jeans.
“Calm down, Kate.” Gage sat up, swinging his
legs over the edge of the bed. “Listen…hey, Kate!”
Kate finally stopped struggling with her
clothes, looking over at him with panic in her eyes.
“What? You can’t turn back time, Gage. I’m
screwed here.”
Gage stood, walking toward Kate. “So, listen
to me.” He took her by the shoulders, turning her to face him. She
was panting, from exertion or hysteria, he wasn’t sure.
“Calm down. Go take a shower and I’ll call
down to the concierge, get something brought up for you to wear.
We’re in the middle of New York, surely there’s a women’s clothing
store nearby.”
Kate looked up at him. “Really?”
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “So go shower and I’ll
make sure you have something to wear before you’re out.” He started
pulling at her shirt, tugging it over her head.
“Go on, I’ve got it, babe.” He pushed her
toward the bathroom while she continued to argue over her shoulder,
eventually pulling the door closed behind her disjointed words.
Gage pulled on his jeans as he made his way to the phone. Shopping
right now actually seemed like a good idea; he’d left the tour with
nothing except the clothes on his back. A fresh shirt or two and
new jeans would be welcome.
Gage was laying on the bed, remote in hand,
when Kate came out of the shower, her hair still damp, dressed in
nothing but a towel. Glancing around the room she discovered bright
colored shopping bags sitting on a chair.
“Take a look.” Gage grinned, his eyes
scanning her curvy legs and the way the towel hugged her hips.
“You’re kidding. Even without the assistants,
agents, managers and handlers and you still can get people to do
whatever you ask.” She giggled, shaking her head in disbelief.
“A name goes a long way,” he replied, his
lips curling up in a teasing smile.
“I bet it does,” Kate laughed. She pulled the
clothing from the bags, gushing over the black pencil skirt and the
white silk chiffon top and a black and white boucle jacket,
complete with a pair of carbon tights, and cherry stem boots.
“Wow!” She shook her head in amazement, her
jaw dropping. “You’re unbelievable,” she gushed before disappearing
into the bathroom only to return a few minutes later, dressed in
her new clothes.
“Now it’s my turn to say wow,” Gage remarked
approvingly. “You’re so damn sexy, Kate.” Gage pulled her in for a
quick kiss, and she groaned against his lips before playfully
pushing him away. “You’re going to make me late again, aren’t
you?”
“I doubt that I’d be able to keep my hands
off of you for much longer. You better get going,” Gage replied
with a grin.
“I’ll call you from work, okay?” Kate reached
up, kissing Gage quickly. “We can have dinner later.”
The last Gage saw of her was her red hair,
briefly catching a glint of sunlight as she walked by the large
windows toward the front door of the suite and within minutes she
was gone. He ordered breakfast, taking a quick shower while he
waited for room service. While he ate, he played back everything
that had happened with Kate since he’d found her in New York.
He’d definitely been set off balance by her
almost aggressive attitude, although he thoroughly enjoyed her
taking the lead, particularly in bed. Chewing a piece of toast, he
thought that letting her set the pace really was the way to get her
back and make her feel comfortable with the situation.