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Authors: Elizabeth McMahen
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type. I ignored that part instead of focusing on it. I didn’t want to scare her off, but I couldn’t ignore the voice in my head that told me to stake my claim ASAP, or someone else would.
Me: Wow! Busy girl. Just going to the studio with the guys. Nothing major. I was hoping to get you out there today but someone is in high demand.
Kat: I know! It should lull in a few days. I have the premier Saturday and then I’m pretty open. Know anyone interested in seeing a movie?
Wow. She wants me to go to a movie premier. I grinned loving the idea that she didn’t mind being seen out in public with me, and this was going to be very public. One of my biggest concerns about starting something with Kat was that her image was very sweet and wholesome, and I had a reputation for being seen with a lot of women and trashing hotel rooms. I have dated a lot in the past but none of the relationships were serious. Those women were just a way to pass the time and forget about being lonely on the road. I enjoyed being a rock star a little too much when I first got started but I moved past that several years ago when I watched one of my best friends spiral into a dark place. He has gotten healthier since then, but still fights his addiction on a daily basis. Some days he wins more than others, but he hasn’t hit rock bottom again since that last time.
It’s funny that the band has a reputation for trashing hotel rooms when we haven’t done that since the first tour we went on. I think the hotels just like to drum up publicity by saying that we stayed there and wrecked the room, and my manager thinks all press is good press; that those kinds of claims only help our rocker bad boy image. I’ve spent my fair share of time living down to the bad boy image, and I was thinking about changing the way we handle our public personas. I was tired of playing the black sheep. It was one thing for people to come to our shows and expect to see us as crazy partying rock stars but it was another to ask to be taken seriously on the business side. The guys agreed with me, luckily. They have settled down more, too. They still did their share of parties and clubs, but they were smart about it, but it never failed that they were photographed every time and in the worst light possible.
After my run, I ate an omelet and hopped into my Bugatti. I loved the purr of the engine. I drove to the studio and met the guys to mess around with some tunes for our new album. We were still in the writing phase. We never stopped writing on tour but we didn’t have time to fine tune the sound we wanted. It was interesting to see how my feelings for Kat played into the sound of my new music. I wasn’t afraid to admit I’d written a few songs about her already. The first was written right after she drove away when I first met her after my show. I was intrigued by her and something about her called to the writer in me.
“So Cade, have you sealed the deal with America’s Sweetheart yet?” Mace asked me with a suggestive leer.
I resisted the urge to punch him in the face and shook my head.
“That isn’t and never will be any of your fucking business, Mace.”
I had been listening to them fuck with me all day. They all seemed to know a lot more about her movie career than I did and loved to quote them at me. I guess that was a sign that they liked her. Or were as obsessed with her as I was. Either way I enjoyed the benefits of their knowledge and soaked up everything they told me.
KAT
I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. My crush on Cade was quickly evolving and I was bursting with butterflies and sparking with excitement about where it would go. I had the hot new guy buzz.
I cranked my iPod as I dressed for my run. Jamming to Katy Perry I shot off a text to Cade between tying shoes.
Me: Good Morning Mr. Walker!
I giggled to myself loving this good mood. I had the possibility
Me: Wow! Busy girl. Just going to the studio with the guys. Nothing major. I was hoping to get you out there today but someone is in high demand.
Kat: I know! It should lull in a few days. I have the premier Saturday and then I’m pretty open. Know anyone interested in seeing a movie?
Wow. She wants me to go to a movie premier. I grinned loving the idea that she didn’t mind being seen out in public with me, and this was going to be very public. One of my biggest concerns about starting something with Kat was that her image was very sweet and wholesome, and I had a reputation for being seen with a lot of women and trashing hotel rooms. I have dated a lot in the past but none of the relationships were serious. Those women were just a way to pass the time and forget about being lonely on the road. I enjoyed being a rock star a little too much when I first got started but I moved past that several years ago when I watched one of my best friends spiral into a dark place. He has gotten healthier since then, but still fights his addiction on a daily basis. Some days he wins more than others, but he hasn’t hit rock bottom again since that last time.
It’s funny that the band has a reputation for trashing hotel rooms when we haven’t done that since the first tour we went on. I think the hotels just like to drum up publicity by saying that we stayed there and wrecked the room, and my manager thinks all press is good press; that those kinds of claims only help our rocker bad boy image. I’ve spent my fair share of time living down to the bad boy image, and I was thinking about changing the way we handle our public personas. I was tired of playing the black sheep. It was one thing for people to come to our shows and expect to see us as crazy partying rock stars but it was another to ask to be taken seriously on the business side. The guys agreed with me, luckily. They have settled down more, too. They still did their share of parties and clubs, but they were smart about it, but it never failed that they were photographed every time and in the worst light possible.
After my run, I ate an omelet and hopped into my Bugatti. I loved the purr of the engine. I drove to the studio and met the guys to mess around with some tunes for our new album. We were still in the writing phase. We never stopped writing on tour but we didn’t have time to fine tune the sound we wanted. It was interesting to see how my feelings for Kat played into the sound of my new music. I wasn’t afraid to admit I’d written a few songs about her already. The first was written right after she drove away when I first met her after my show. I was intrigued by her and something about her called to the writer in me.
“So Cade, have you sealed the deal with America’s Sweetheart yet?” Mace asked me with a suggestive leer.
I resisted the urge to punch him in the face and shook my head.
“That isn’t and never will be any of your fucking business, Mace.”
I had been listening to them fuck with me all day. They all seemed to know a lot more about her movie career than I did and loved to quote them at me. I guess that was a sign that they liked her. Or were as obsessed with her as I was. Either way I enjoyed the benefits of their knowledge and soaked up everything they told me.
KAT
I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. My crush on Cade was quickly evolving and I was bursting with butterflies and sparking with excitement about where it would go. I had the hot new guy buzz.
I cranked my iPod as I dressed for my run. Jamming to Katy Perry I shot off a text to Cade between tying shoes.
Me: Good Morning Mr. Walker!
I giggled to myself loving this good mood. I had the possibility
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