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shooting deep into
her belly.
    Kate clung to
him, overwhelmed and buzzing in a powerful high that drugs or alcohol could
never match.  He dropped onto her, his body glistening in a sheen of sweat
and she suffocated herself in his masculine musk, her face buried in his chest. 
She wanted to remember this moment for always.
     
    * * *
    The day
had arrived. The last day of the tour, the final concert.
    For Kate, it
felt like déjà vu all over again. Fans were going crazy, and the arena was
packed so tight that it was a wonder they could breathe at all as they screamed
and sang along to the lyrics of his most popular hits. Singing into the
microphone, Gage leaned over the safety barrier of the stage and moved his hand
breezily through the sea of fingertips reaching out, desperate to be touched.
Girls squealed when his hand hit theirs, guys shouted out his name.
    His voice,
clear and loud, rang through the arena as he maintained close contact with as
many fans as he could without being pulled into the crowd and swallowed whole.
Countless more reached out, hoping for a single touch. His stage persona was
electrifying…powerful. Gage felt a surge of energy rush through his body as the
adrenalin pumped through his veins.
    It had never
seemed possible to live so large – to be bigger than life itself. Only a
few could taste the sweet, addictive nectar of stardom while many others were
able to experience it only on a much smaller scale. But here, looking out to the
endless rows and rows of fans that spread out as far as the eye could see, Gage
was once again reminded of just how far he had come.  While it was the
last concert in a long and wild tour, and he could easily go through the motions
with almost robotic accuracy, this one meant something more to him. It was the
finale in the biggest tour of his life, and he had been lucky enough to sell
out every seat at every event along the way. There was no stopping him, his
star still very much on the rise.
    So why did he
feel so damn depressed?
    Why did he
seek her face in the crowd almost as if he expected she’d be there like
that first time they’d met? But no, she always watched from backstage; he knew
that.
    Gage got to
the bridge of the song and the guitars kicked in as hard as the drums.
    The music.
The force – it was as if something primal ripped through him and he bent
back as the strangled words tore from his mouth. The fans went into an absolute
frenzy.
    I’m
drowning in my pain…lost in the blackened rain…and she could guide me back
home…yet she left me all alone, and God knows why…
    The words
thundered from his throat, his methodic, rugged voice the perfect blend of sex
and pain and the lyric ended in a hush and a breath and for just one quiet moment,
the stage went still. Even the crowds waited as the lights dimmed leaving
everything hanging on a line of pure, raw heat that lasted just long enough to
get every heart beating frantically.
    And then it
came, the last line of the song. His voice was soft and husky, fused with
regret, and the words came out in a low, heartfelt growl that buzzed through
the cordless mic out to the hearts of many.
    …but it’ll
only hurt till I die…
    The roar that
followed shook the room and contrary to his usual ending where he’d revel in
the screams, shooting the audience his sharp, bright smile, this time he felt
something different and it took over with such intense force that he nearly
panicked when he came to the realization of what it was.
    Gage stood
still, his voice ringing out through the music as the lights came blindingly
alive and he forced his thoughts to the back of his mind. He’d deal with it
later. Right now, the fans deserved his full attention. Training his eyes
straight at the crowd, he forgot about the cameras skirting him on all sides,
as well as above and below. All he acknowledged were his fans, here and now in
complete appreciation for their loyalty. They could have been anywhere else
tonight, but