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“Shit,” I grunted, automatically putting my arm around Tristan to shield him. Being my size meant I was used to doing this for my bandmates, so it was natural to extend the protectiveness to Tristan.
“Keep smiling,” he said through gritted teeth, waving from under my arm. “Remember, we’re in love. We’re happy.”
Following his lead, I forced my lips to twist in what I hoped was a passable attempt at joy. Where the fuck was Dylan?
Like I’d summoned him by thought alone, Dylan appeared in the midst of the crowd. At his side, nudging his way through to us, was Rhys. Why was Silas’s guard here?
My heart stuttered. Was Silas here too?
“Car’s waiting,” Dylan said. “Good to see you, Kai.”
I gave him a thin smile before stepping closer, ensuring no one else could hear. “Is Silas here?”
Dylan evaded my gaze. Rhys was chatting to Tristan while taking his baggage from him. “No.”
“Then why is Rhys here?”
Dylan gave a cough, his cheeks flushing. “We thought it best for us both to come, given you were arriving with Tristan.”
“You’re a terrible liar.” I hadn’t informedanyonethat Tristan would be returning with me. The press being here was just rotten luck.
Dylan gestured at the paparazzi and gave me a pleading look. “Can we discuss this later? Right now, I’d like to get you out of this situation before it runs out of control.”
“Fine,” I ground out before stalking over to where Tristan and Rhys were waiting a few feet away.
Sliding my arm around Tristan’s shoulder, I fixed on my smile and allowed Rhys and Dylan to steer us through the crowds.
“Okay?” Tristan breathed through his own smile.
“Never better.”
Wehadn’tevenmadeit onto the M25 before my phone started vibrating in my pocket.
“Silas?” Tristan asked as I pulled it out and checked the screen.
“No, Luca.” Was I disappointed it wasn’t Silas? I had no reason to be. I was the one who’d ghosted him.
And after I hadn’t responded to his message about Tristan…I hadn’t heard from him again.
“Hi, Luca.”
“That’s all you’ve got to say to me. ‘Hi, Luca’?”
My lips twitched at his melodrama. “Sorry, is there some script I should be following?”
“Hmm, let’s see.” The sarcasm was strong with this one. “How aboutmy boyfriend will be accompanying me home? No, you’re right. You should’ve told me thatbeforeyou landed at Heathrow.”
My eyes flew across the car to where Tristan was staring out of the window. “How’d you even know about that? There’s no way it’s hit the press yet.”
“Ollie picked it up off the wire,” he grumbled. “And it might not have hit the press, but it’s certainly hit Twitter. He has Google alerts set up for all of us.”
“Bit creepy.”
“No, sensible when you pull shit like this.” Luca paused. “Although I found out he had mine set up a long time ago, way before our tour. I’ve decided that’s adorable rather than creepy though.”
In the background, I could hear Ollie cursing him out. There was a muffled noise like Luca had put his phone over the speaker. No doubt so he could kiss Ollie thoroughly without me hearing.
I was happy for him. For both of them.
