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“Then back on the leash? Good thing she's away now we’re in Amsterdam!” he replies.
I tense at Will's words. “Makes no difference, she'd be cool with me going out.”
Will and Nate glance at each other and smirk. “Sure she would.”
* * *
Ruby Riot blend into Amsterdam, the city more chilled about famous visitors than previous tour stops. Blue Phoenix are absent from our night. I asked Liam if he wanted to come out with us, but he declined. No way would I ask Bryn. Dylan is back in the UK for a night and Jem… well, I doubt he wants to be around the Amsterdam scene. Ruby stays with him, as usual.
We attract some attention and pick up extra companions but, by selecting the more exclusive places, we avoid too much hassle from fans early on. It’s still the afternoon; things could always change.
Several beers later, and following an indulgence in what the Amsterdam style 'coffee shop' offer, I drag my phone out and squint at the screen. I should call Tegan; I might not find a chance later. I can't Skype later tonight. I know what she thinks about drugs and speaking to her stoned won't be a good move. A large group sits around me and the twins, laughing and joking in the smoky cafe. The sickly smell of weed permeates the room and subdues the atmosphere.
“Hey, Tegan!” I enthuse when she answers.
“Jax? Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“You sound drunk.” She pauses. “Or something.”
“Oh.” I temper my exuberance. “Guess where I am?”
“Amsterdam.”
“I'm gonna be on TV!”
A sigh comes as a response. “Yes, you told me yesterday.”
“How cool is that? You gonna watch?”
“I won't be able to see the show, I'm in England.”
“Ah. Yeah. But someone will share online, right.”
“Mmm.”
Tegan's voice is faint amongst the hubbub around and I move closer to Will and Nate who've lapsed into silence. “I saw the pictures of you. You all right?” I ask her.
“Which ones? Recent?”
I giggle. “Tegan Hughes needing retail therapy to recover from her break-up with hot property Jax Lewis. You were walking down a street with a lot of shopping bags.”
“Oh. That. Yeah, testing the water by going into the city. I can't believe the press is still following me.”
“You looked pissed off in the photos. Missing me?”
Tegan gives a short laugh. “You mean my resting bitch face? You should recognise that by now.”
I huff. “You're not missing me?”
“Are you missing me?”
“Yeah.”
“That was moving and heartfelt, thank you,” she replies, voice loaded with sarcasm.
“Sorry, you're right, I'm drunk. I miss your sweet lips, your cute ass, your tight, hot...”
