“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.”

Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but s*x and I wanted nothing more than to.

I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again.

He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand, and conquering all over the world in the other.

Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show me how to love.

You Can Call Me

　　I hugged him briefly. "Thank you Sam."


　　"Gage's at my apartment. He said to me that I need to tell you that the hotel suite he reserved is already waiting for you. He already called up the hotel." I inform him.


　　"He's staying with you?" He asks.


　　I nod. "He's already getting some rest. And you should too, Sam. Thank you so much."


　　"You're always welcome Tate. I hope you patch things up with Gage. He's always worried about you. He loves you Tate." He smiles.


　　"He even went against the management for you." He adds.


　　He seemed surprised by what he said.


　　"It's better if you hear it straight from Gage. We all wish you get along with him. He was a better man when he had you. We've never seen him smile like that again when Anastasia left."


CHAPTER 162 "Free" 2