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The word came from all three of them simultaneously, making me narrow my eyes in suspicion. “Okay, what’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Silas said airily. Too airily. “But we should probably head in.”
“Wait.” I turned back to Rhys. “Everything is okay though—yeah?”
He rubbed his hand over his head sheepishly, exchanging a look with Dylan, who just shrugged. I guessed Rhys had filled him in while he was calming down. “I guess it can’t hurt to tell you…you’re going to hear sooner or later. Jack’s resigned.”
“What?” Silas and I exclaimed in unison.
Rhys held up his hands. “That’s all I know. He’s leaving, effective immediately.”
Silas and I looked at each other, and I knew we were both thinking the same thing.
Arlo was going to be crushed.
On that bombshell, our guards turned back towards the cars, Rhys promising to be there to collect us when we were done.
“Can’t believe Jack’s leaving,” Silas said.
“Me either.”
“Think Arlo knows yet?”
I grimaced. “If he doesn’t, he will soon.”
“He won’t take this well.”
“We’ll get him through it,” I said, pulling open the door and gesturing for Silas to enter first. “It’s what we do.”
Halfanhourlater,we were blitzing through the room. Music pounded through the speakers, a combination of rock from our childhood up to the present day.
“This theming is great,” I said to Silas with a grin.
“It really is.” He was looking at the photos on the walls. “Ha! Look, there’s one of us up here.”
Dropping the lock I’d been twiddling with, I leaned my chin on his shoulder. Sure enough, surrounded by several other images, there was one of us at our very first stadium performance. We’d opened for Vanity Flair, who’d been at the top of the charts for a whopping sixteen weeks.
Only to be knocked off by us. Their supporting act. Fortunately, they’d been good sports about it.
“Oh look, there’s another one.” I pointed at a frame to the right. “Where’s that one?”
Silas peered at it. “Ah, Rome, our first tour. That was the first time we performed ‘Tease.’ Remember that?”
My cock thickened at the memory. “I remember I had to rush back to the hotel and jerk off. Several times. Jesus, feeling you dance against me. I couldn’t decide if having you touch me like that felt like heaven or hell.”
Silas leaned back into me. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” I pressed a kiss against the top of his head. “I look back at those memories now, and I’m…happy. If anything, it makes me laugh to think how oblivious you were.”
“Meanie.” He rolled his eyes goodnaturedly.
We continued to peruse the photos, and almost instantly, I found another of us. “Wow, they really like Caffeine Daydreams here.”
“They must do,” Silas mused, running a finger along the edge of the frame. “This was at the charity gala in 2012. That guy wouldn’t leave you alone, so I ended up dragging you onto the dancefloor.”
“We stayed there all night,” I remembered with a chuckle. “Yeah, you really should’ve realised your feelings weren’t justplatonic.”
“Probably,” he said with a smile.
