Noah loved it just as much as Drew, but Jo hung back. The enigmatic drummer looked like she just wanted to escape inside the building.
A security guard stepped forward to speak in Drew’s ear. “It’s time to get inside.”
Drew nodded and slid an arm over Jo’s shoulders as he lifted his voice. “Thanks for being here tonight! We’ll see you on stage.”
A guard opened the door, and the others ushered the trio of rock stars inside. Drew and Noah wore matching grins.
“Bloody brilliant.” Noah laughed. “I love concert nights.” Adrenaline rolled off him in waves.
Drew released Jo. “And you two are going to leave me to do that all alone soon.”
Jo rested a hand on her stomach where her bump was barely visible. “Well, they won’t want to see beluga Jo anyway.”
Drew pulled her into a hug. “Pregnant, Joey. Not a whale. They’d love to see you any way they can have you.”
“Ew, get off me.” She pushed him away, pretending offense, but the corners of her mouth lifted. “Don’t hug me again.”
Drew grinned. “You love Drew hugs. Admit it.” He nudged her.
She snorted. “Only in your dreams.”
“Awww, Joey, I’m hurt.”
She shoved him, and he laughed before skipping away and throwing his arm over Noah’s shoulders instead. “You like my hugs, don’t you, Noah?”
“Only when they’re a little too tight and last a little too long.” Noah matched his grin.
Jo laughed. “Well, some of us have to go make ourselves look beautiful. So, I’ll leave you two to your love fest.”
As she followed a security guard toward her dressing room, Drew called after her. “You’re always beautiful, Joey.”
She flipped him off and kept walking.
“I think she appreciated the sentiment.” Noah laughed.
Drew smirked. “She loves us. She just won’t admit it.”
“I’ll bet you say that about all the girls.”
He smirked. “Well, it’s true with all the girls. Except most don’t have a problem admitting it.”
Piper stormed down the hall toward them, clipboard in hand.
“Speaking of girls who’d never admit to loving you.” Noah’s grin widened. “Pipes! We’ve missed you today.”
Her eyes shot daggers at him. “You wouldn’t have had to if you’d stuck to the schedule instead of spending the last hour chatting with screaming women.”
Drew flinched, suddenly remembering he was supposed to have met with some label exec. “I’m sorry. But they were calling our names. We couldn’t ignore them.”
Piper sighed and pressed a hand to her forehead. “You’re going to be the death of me, Drew. Even Quinn was easier to handle than you.”
“I don’t need handled.”
She laughed at that, and Noah joined her, clapping a hand on Drew’s back. “Bro, she schedules your naps, makes sure you eat, keeps you out of trouble with the label. You need more handling than I’ve ever seen.”
Noah and Jo didn’t even have an assistant. They took care of most things themselves or with the help of Melanie. Drew didn’t know what he’d do on his own. For so many years, he’d had Matt and Leah, now Piper.
Drew sighed. “Fine, Piper. Next time, I’ll tell you where we are. How much time do I have before we go on?”