“You told me to come for a night.”
“And about bloody time!”
“I heard someone’s playing tonight.”
“You heard right.”
Then he turns to me and gives me a good once-over.“Do we know each other?”
“We met in the blue room.”
“And we haven’t even introduced ourselves.I’m Liam, and this is my shitty club.”
“‘My’ club?”Patrick cuts in.
“Ours, so, but nobody gives a shit.”
“I’m Martin.”
“Is this your first time, Martin?”
“I’m a virgin, I won’t lie.”
They all burst out laughing as Jamie’s hand slides over my shoulder.
“Then we’ll go easy on you.”
Liam’s laughter cuts off, his gaze suddenly fixed on something behind me.I turn discreetly and see a beautiful girl with copper-coloured hair walking slowly toward us.
“Isn’t n-no one working tonight?”she asks, smiling.
Liam holds out a hand to her and then pulls her close.He hugs her with one arm, the way you do when you want to protect someone, no matter what.Then he kisses her on the forehead, right where a faded scar still shows all its pain.
“She is Rain,” Liam says, and when he says her name, even I feel something tremble.
“Hello.”She smiles as she looks at us.“Have we met?”
“This is Jamie, the Leinster captain.”
She pauses, then tilts her head.“Jamie… I remember you.”
“I am happy to see you, Rain.”
“And this is Martin,” Liam adds, pointing at me.
“Nice to meet you, Rain.”
“They’re here to listen to us play,” Liam tells her.
“So go ahead and look for a table, there must be some left free,” Patrick says.“I’ll send someone over right away.”
We scan the room, spot a vacant table, walk over, and sit down opposite each other.
“It’s really a nice place,” I say.
“Yeah.”
“Do you come here often?”
