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As
frustrating as it was for him to give up control, especially when
it was something he wanted so desperately, he knew this was the
right thing to do.
    Gage fished his cellphone out of his pocket.
He owed his manager a call. He flipped it open; there was a message
from his manager from the day before. He leaned back in his chair,
prepared to listen to another tirade about how irresponsible he’d
been, or a lecture about not returning phone calls. But what he
heard made his heart pound and his hands go cold.
    “We’ve booked the gigs for the European leg
of your tour, Gage. You’ll be in Oberhausen, Germany, in six weeks,
playing to a sold out venue. Call me when you get this. We need to
talk, and soon. Stop blowing me off, Gage. This is important.”
    Gage clicked the phone shut. His mind was in
turmoil. They’d briefly discussed a European tour but he didn’t
remember anything set in stone. Had he really been that
self-involved, that caught up in Kate, to have missed that?
    Flipping open the phone he punched in his
manager’s number. For the next hour, he listened as his future with
Kate disappeared. There was no way she would agree to travel on
tour with him to Europe. The schedule was impossible; they’d be on
the road or in the air for weeks. Time alone together would be
minimal. Plus there would be press, interviews on the radio, all
kinds of distractions.
    Gage’s manager was insistent that this was
happening, that it was necessary not to alienate the European
market by not touring for the newest album. Gage tried to protest
but it fell on deaf ears. When he finally got off the call, Gage’s
mind was numb.
    He’d no more than set his phone on the table
when it rang. It was Kate.
    “Hey, babe. What’s up? How’s things with
Ursula?”
    There was silence on the other end.
    “Kate? You there?”
    “Yes, I’m here.”
    Gage frowned at the phone. “What’s wrong? Is
everything okay?”
    “No, nothing’s wrong at all, Gage. Nothing a
little honesty wouldn’t cure.”
     
    ***
     
     
    Kate slipped into her cubicle, breathing a
sigh of relief that Ursula was nowhere to be seen. She pulled out
her notes and recorder, finding her ear buds and setting up her
laptop. Pulling up a blank document, she sat for a moment with her
fingers on the keyboard, staring into space.
    But as hard as she tried to think about her
article, the only images that surfaced were those of Gage from the
day—and night—before. And the images were very vivid. Kate felt her
face flush at the memory of their passionate and fierce couplings,
shaking her head at her own aggressiveness in practically attacking
Gage in the shower.
    She felt her lips curl into a smile as she
replayed his hands on her body in the shower, his incredibly gentle
and sensuous hands, caressing every inch of her body, the heady
scent of the soap, the warmth of the water cascading over them. I’ll have to buy a case of that soap, just for the
future.
    The future …Kate’s heart skipped a
beat. She and Gage had talked a long, long time about what they
wanted from the future. She understood perfectly well he couldn’t
alter much of what went on around him. He was a star, a megastar,
and with that came a certain loss of privacy, certain expectations.
But Kate believed him when he said he would try to behave
differently, not to fall under the spell of the endless groupies
and hangers on that dogged every stop they made. And he promised
there would be less hard partying.
    “My fans want a piece of me. And they deserve
all of me that I can give. But off stage, you deserve all of me,
every minute I can give to you I will.”
    His words came back to her. She signed,
focusing on the laptop screen. In her heart she knew his fans, who
were the ones responsible for making him a star, would always be an
ever-present force in their lives.
    But she believed Gage when he said he would
change. She’d told him she would make changes as well, to trust
him. And most of all, to