Nick's POV
Damn, Saturday can't come fast enough. I just want to see Georgia already. Maybe I should go to her today?
The thought makes me grin, but then I remember… Ella and Vicky are with her. If I show up uninvited, Vicky will skin me alive for ruining their girls' bonding time.
Alright, bad idea. I'll just head home, rest, maybe pour myself a drink, and count the hours until Saturday. I'll just practice on my own at home since Ollie and Liam are busy too, so we can't practice together for the coming event.
I was about to pack up my things when my phone buzzed. My father's name flashed on the screen.
"Hey, Dad. What's up?" I answered, my voice a little too cheerful for someone eager to clock out early.
[I'm near your office. Let's have dinner at the Italian restaurant in the next building,] he said, his tone leaving no room for refusal.
I exhaled silently. So much for going home early.
