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not be swayed from that trust by all she
saw swirling around him.
“Know in my heart, Kate, it’s you I’m always
thinking of.”
“Well, Kate Preston. Again, gracing us with
your presence.”
Kate caught her breath, spinning in her
chair, facing Ursula, standing in the opening of her cubicle, arms
folded across her chest, a tabloid magazine held in one hand. Deja vue all over again.
“What have you got for me?”
“Well, I was just starting on the first
interview, looking through my notes for a tie in for the sidebar. I
wanted to talk to you about the order of the interviews.”
“Good. I wanted to talk to you too. The
deadline for the series has moved up.”
Kate’s heart skipped a beat. Great, less
time than before. But I can do this.
“Gage Stevens is scheduled to start the
European leg of his tour in six weeks. I want our magazine to have
all of this out there before that leg of the tour, otherwise we
lose our edge. We’re moving up the date to the next issue.” She
flipped open the tabloid she was holding. Kate looked in disbelief.
There was Gage’s smiling face, with the headline announcing the
tour. The caption below read ‘Been planning this a long time. Can’t
wait to see all my fans in Europe!’
Ursula looked at her, a slight scowl on her
face.
“I need you to be honest with me, Kate. If
you can’t do this, tell me now.”
Kate looked at Ursula, her blood suddenly
running cold. Gage had never mentioned any European leg of the
tour. In all their time together, nothing had been said, not even
the day before. Not even during their long whispered talk in the
dark, the talk about their future.
“I didn’t realize there was a European leg.
Of course, I’ll be able to get you the articles well before that
date.” Kate’s face felt numb. She tried to force a smile on her
lips
“They announced the European tour dates
yesterday.” Ursula gave Kate an unreadable look. “I’m disappointed
that you didn’t learn this on the tour, Kate. Gage should have
known. I would have thought you would have been told all about
it.”
Kate had no answer. She didn’t understand how
this could have happened. And yes, Ursula was right; if this tour
was in the works during the US tour, she should have heard about
it. Had she been so distracted by Gage she’d failed to pick up on
that bit of information? What if all my interviews and notes are
just a bunch of crap? Was I that out of it the whole time?
Ursula was talking again, apparently
repeating something Kate missed. “I said, are you sure the new
deadline is something you can manage?”
Kate straightened in her chair, meeting
Ursula’s eyes. “Yes, Ursula, no problem. My calendar is completely
clear.”
As soon as Ursula was back in her office,
Kate headed for the bathroom. She hid for a long time, emotions in
turmoil, trying to make sense of what she’d just learned. Gage knew
and hadn’t told her. It all came down to that one thought. He knew.
He hadn’t changed. He was still only thinking about himself, his
own life, not how it impacted hers.
With her stomach in knots she sat back at her
desk. She took out her cellphone, looking at it a long time before
finally punching in Gage’s number. He answered almost
immediately.
“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
“No, nothing’s wrong at all, Gage. Nothing a
little honesty wouldn’t cure.”
“What are you talking about? Kate, what’s
wrong?”
Kate wanted to scream at him, but she took a
deep breath. “Gage, we need to talk. Now. I’m on my way to the
hotel.”
She hung up, cutting Gage off in
mid-sentence. She stared at her laptop screen, the blank white
document mocking her. As much as she knew she needed to start, her
mind was too scattered to form any coherent thoughts. Getting to
the bottom of this with Gage was more important.
Jamming everything into her bag, including
the tabloid Ursula had left, with Gage’s face splashed across the
front page, she slipped out
Under the Cover of the Moon (Cobblestone)