It was a veiled attack on everyone who had thrown him under the bus and written articles about him for the past year.
Giselle sighed. "I get it. Just one more question about this." Cage narrowed his eyes at her. "Do you love her?" Cage laughed loudly, throwing his head back. He didn't reply and simply nodded. "And there's nothing else you can tell us about her?" It was his turn to sigh.
"You really don't know when to give up. She loves me for who I am and not what I do. Our public image doesn't matter to us as long as we are together. She is that sort of a woman. I never thought I could be this happy."
"I can see how happy you are. I wish you the best. When will the world find out who she is?" she gave him an apologetic look, telling him this was absolutely the last question.
"When we are ready, we will disclose her name."
She moved forward and gave him a strong smile. "What will it take to get the first scoop of the news?" she asked.
Cage shrugged. "Depends on how you write about this conversation."
The conversation moves back to his career and his role in the recent movie he signed on. Cage breathed our loudly in relief and launched into information about the movie. The world knew he had someone in his life. The first step had finished. Now, he needed to remain focused and see the reaction of the audience when Giselle released the information.
He had his fingers crossed.
- - - - -
The day had been long. By the time the interview finished and all the pictures were taken, it was long into the night and hardly a time that he should contact Stephen. He had led his manager leave earlier so because it seemed harsh to keep the man back. He sent Stephen the recordings so that he could sign off on what Cage had said and talk to Giselle if anything needed to be edited.
He didn't have any complaints. Instead, he commented on how in love Cage sounded in the recordings and it was excellent content that needed to be saved for later use... if such an activity was required. He ordered his dinner and apologized profusely because the kitchen should have been closed already, but they accepted it without a word.
Of course, after all of this was done, he called Katherine.
"Hi," she greeted in the most cheerful voice possible.
"Miss Tease, how are you doing?" he asked with a small chuckle, delighted by the tone of her voice.
"Don't blame me for following your direction and starting the war." She giggled. "I finished filming and am was just about to edit it. But you are more important." Cheeky girl. Of course, he was more important.
"I love your consistency and malicious compliance. Did you know that?" he asked. "I'll remember not to send you unsolicited pictures from now on." He smirked, knowing that she would not be pleased to hear that.
"That is unfair!" Katherine protested, her pitch going up a couple of notches. "You have to sent me images. How will I survive otherwise?" Cage could almost imagine her pout at that.
"You are right about that. Why don't we keep sending each other raunchy images?" he asked. Katherine sighed. The pervert in him had struck again.
"Of course, you would want that. I would be happy to send it to you, but are you sure you'll not die of blue balls if I do that? I just need to remove all my clothes and take pictures, you know?" She thought she had a right to be smug about that. No one else could boast that they made Cage Cavanaugh lose his mind from l.u.s.t.
"When we are home?" he suggested in a light voice. "Actually, I just want to see your face. I don't care if you look s.e.xy or not. I would take looking at you drooling in your sleep over not seeing you for so long." She would have thought his words were romantic if he had not brought up such an embarrassing matter.
It was true. She didn't wake up pretty in the morning. There must have been something wrong with her nostrils because she rarely breathed through her nose while sleeping. Instead, she ended up drooling into what she was sleeping. Sometimes, it had been Cage. He hadn't brought it up before because he thought her cute, but this seemed like a great moment to tease her. Tit for tat, Kitty.
"What a truckload of cheese," she groaned into her hand. "I miss you," she confessed after a beat, catching Cage off guard.
"I miss you, too. I just can't wait to see your face." He sounded just as dejected. She decided to turn the conversation to lighter things.
"So, how did your interview go?" she asked finally. She had been losing her mind. She didn't know how the whole interview thing went, so obviously she was a bit nervous about the outcome.
"It went exceptionally well. There were some speed bumps, though. The journalist kept grilling me to give out more information on you and I tried my best to dodge all questions. It was wild." He sighed.
"Now, we just need to wait and watch." She assured.
"We'll find out immediately when something comes up, so don't worry about it in the least," Cage told her. From the other side of the call, he could hear commotion.
"What is it?" Cage heard Katherine ask someone. It was Angelina who replied but Cage couldn't decipher what was being said.
"You're trending on all social media platforms. Giselle from GC tagged you on a post and mentioned that you were seeing someone. She even added a picture of you..." she trailed off.
"Is that so? She didn't tell me she was going to post anything but what can I expect. I did give her an exclusive. She'll probably milk this," he chuckled. He prayed that it was all good things.