Chapter Twenty-Four
Ooh, the nerve of him. You can walk, or I’ll carry you. Who did he think he was, going all bodyguard on her that way?
Kate stared out the window, refusing to look over at Cash. Well, he had been a bodyguard, the pragmatic part of her pointed out. And he cared about her, so it stood to reason he’d be concerned.
Still…
Kate hated that her old life had come crashing down on her new. Hated it. What kind of a fool had she been to think her fame wouldn’t catch up with her? That she could have a normal, quiet life away from the public eye? That she wouldn’t be ratted out by someone looking to make a fast buck?
She’d created an unrealistic bubble and stupidly pulled others into it. And now she was forced to run out on the people who’d helped her the most. The shame of it r
