Kate was angered by Gage’s damned arrogance in thinking he could claim rights to her for the rest of the tour. But then, there was a part of her that knew that if she left him now she would always wonder what it might have been if she had only given him a real chance and saw it through. She already wanted more from him than just a one-night stand or even friendship, that much was certain, but she wasn’t sure if he was willing to give her what she needed or if she were just a distraction, something to occupy his time as the tour led him throughout the country. Insecurity, nerves and jealousy wrapped itself around her heart, weighing down any hope she might have allowed herself to indulge in that things could ever work out between them. Why was she even thinking about anything long-term with Gage, anyway? He was a world famous rocker now, a celebrity beyond anything she would have ever imagined. She had her chance with him years ago and she had let it slip through her fingers. Why would he possibly want to settle down with an ex-girlfriend when he could now have any women he desired? She was simply a ghost from his past, a figure from his memory bank that carried only the weight of having known him before he was famous.
