CHAPTER 9
Saturday came. Kyle drove into town to make his way into Juice. The band was not meant to be on until midnight – the bar’s cunning plan to hold onto people rather than let them go into nightclubs – but he wanted to catch up with them before their duties took over. He was – he had to admit to himself – very curious to see if Tony was any good on the bass.
It was still early and quiet when he got in. He spotted Donal, Sam and John at the bar. Tony was hanging out at the bar a bit further away, long, sleek, dark ponytail tidy as hell.
The lads greeted him with pats on the back, and he was soon handed a cold pint of cider. Conversation flowed, even though he found it hard to take his eyes off Donal’s new girlfriend who had shown up. Even in flat shoes, she was a good bit taller th
