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Allie couldn’t make out the muffled voice in the background, but whatever they were saying had Alasdair rolling his eyes.
“The tickets for the show are also no problem,” he said. “You just need to let me know where to send them.”
“Oh my gosh. You’re the best. Thank you so much.”
“It’s really no problem.”
This time, the voice in the background came loud and clear. “No problem?” the female voice said. “As though I didn’t just spend fifteen minutes talking you into making a simple phone call.”
Alasdair groaned. “Ignore that. I recently bought a parrot that talks absolute nonsense.”
Allie chuckled. “Is that Leana?”
“Hello.” Leana’s face appeared beside Alasdair’s. “Honestly, you won’t believe this guy. He’ll stand up on a stage in front of 50,000 people and sing his heart out, no problem at all. But ask him to call a thirteen-year-old to wish her happy birthday and he has a crisis of confidence.”
“Bigger crowds are easier,” Alasdair said, amused. “I feed off their energy. Anyway, I’m happy to have a quick chat with the birthday girl.”
“He’ll be absolutely charming,” Leana said. “I just wish we could skip the bit where I have to nag him to do these things.” She lifted a hand to wave at Allie, then disappeared from view.
“What’s the birthday girl’s name again?” Alasdair asked.
“Emmy.”
“Okay. Got it. Is she there now?”
“Yes. She’s busy playing golf with her friends. I’ll go and pass you over.”
“How are things at the golf club?” he asked.
“Good. I’m not in Surrey any more though. We have a club in Devon, and I’ve just taken over the running of the place.”
“Devon’s on Leana’s list of places she wants to visit. Is that a permanent gig for you?”
Allie had moved back towards Hugh and was conscious of his eyes on her. “Possibly,” she said. “We’ll see how things go.” She smiled mischievously. “Give me a shout if you’re ever down this way… you can come and trash the place.”
He laughed loudly. “It wasn’t me!”
“Yeah yeah, blame your delinquent friends.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “I’m going to hand you over to Emmy, but thanks again for doing this.”
“You’re welcome.”
Allie called out to Emmy, then held up the phone. “There’s someone to talk to you.”
“Who is it?” Emmy set her golf club aside and squinted at the phone. Her eyes widened as she moved closer, but she didn’t say a word.
“Hey!” Alasdair said exuberantly. “Emmy, right?”
“Yeah.” Reluctantly, Emmy took the phone from Allie. “Hi.”
“Happy birthday! How’s the golfing going?”
“Good,” she mumbled while her friends gathered around her, looking at the phone in disbelief.
“Allie told me you might be interested in some tickets to come and see me on tour …”
“Yes.” Emmy’s face went red. “That would be amazing.”
“Do you want to bring your friends with you?”
