GETTING UP AT THE CRACK of dawn because Katie wanted to practice was one thing. Getting up at the crack of dawn for a media appearance after a difficult conversation with her was another. Brendan didn’t want to perform for cameras; he wanted to be with her. He wanted to heal her body and her heart and all her fears. But no one could do that, for Katie or anyone else. All he could do was stand by her on her terms.
The studio did have at least one major thing going for it: Coffee. Katie seemed cheerful. If last night’s conversation had left her feeling better, he was glad of it. He let himself bask in their easy banter.
Makeup took a little longer than it usually did thanks to his eye. He’d covered the bruise with foundation before he left the hotel, but not well enough for TV cameras. He
