Six Ways to Write a Love Letter by Jackson Pearce

Author:Jackson Pearce
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2022-05-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Remy was going to Europe.

Val was sworn to secrecy—even from Celeste.

Vivi was seen at a Quiet Coyote show “to support her new producer,” and their sales spiked for forty-eight hours, which meant the van was getting new tires.

Even Vivi’s superstar powers couldn’t get Remy a seat on the flight to Europe with her. They didn’t kiss again before she took off for London, both because they didn’t have another moment alone and because neither could remember just how to act in the other’s presence—they were both fidgety hands, sideways glances, and too-loud conversation all the way till the moment Vivi’s driver picked her up from SALT. The following day, Remy spent the entire flight to London watching HBO shows but accidentally picturing him and Vivi instead of the characters in each and every steamy scene.

It was a very long flight.

The band hotel was adjacent to the venue—Hyde Park. Remy had heard of the place plenty of times but was still surprised to see it was an actual park—with rolling green meadows and big, ancient trees. It wasn’t an arena, like the other shows—it was an outdoor concert. The stage was framed by massive fake trees on either side that held up one side of the video screens and hid some of the lighting rigs. The whole area was fenced off, making it feel as if they weren’t in a city but rather some sort of private, fairy-tale forest. That happened to have two dozen speakers hanging from tree limbs.

“What the hell are you doing here, kid?” a voice asked cheerfully as Remy walked up. It was David, and he was grinning. He strode across the stage, guitar patting against his chest as he moved. Remy smiled through his surprise at learning the band hadn’t been told he was returning then rose and hugged David lightly.

“Looks like I’m not leaving after all,” Remy said.

“Where’s Jason, then?”

Remy shrugged. “Don’t know.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, right?

The rest of the band filtered on, all equally surprised to see Remy but seemingly pleased. Laurel shrieked and hugged him, which made Parish roll his eyes a little. Even a handful of the dancers gave him welcome-back nods. It was like he’d never left.

At least, to them it was like he never left. Remy himself had a blurry, almost out-of-body feeling about it all. He’d already mourned leaving the tour, returning home. He’d mourned whatever he had with Vivi. Getting it all back and then some was an unbalancing sensation, despite the fact it was also a pleasant one.

Vivi returned from her interviews just in time for sound check, but both she and Remy were too occupied with their professional responsibilities to do anything more than glance at each other and smile in small, secret ways. They played through four sound check songs, managing some acoustic gymnastics that were necessary for the outdoor venue. By the time Vivi went back for hair and makeup, the sun was setting, and the gray sky had been split

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