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jealous?" Seth asked him once they were able to move on.
    "Not with those babies. They're hardly older than Amie." Julian said his daughter's name with sadness. His side trip to see her when they'd been in the States a few weeks ago hadn't gone that well. "Daddy Bill" did everything the right way, and Julian did everything wrong. Cassie figured it was typical pre-teen drama, but Julian couldn't see it that way.
    "When is Micheline taking Amie down to St. Thomas?"
    "Tomorrow." Julian opened the door to the pub and let Seth enter before following him. "They're doing the family vacation thing before I get there."
    Seth didn't know what to say to ease his friend's obvious pain, so he just clapped a hand on his shoulder and squeezed a little. Julian gave a half nod, then turned on his "party man" persona when the guys shouted a greeting from the back.
    "To being done with the bloody album," Robert toasted. They clanked bottles and drank, but Brad hurriedly changed the focus.
    "To comebacks that last longer than a fuckin' month!"
    "To reconciliations that do the same!" Julian crowed.
    "To best mates," Seth offered, and the others quieted. "To pulling us through, no matter what hard times come."
    "Cheers," said Brad. They drank, then he added, "To Troy, the wanker. No offense, Reggie," he said to the new guy. "You're a good drummer and all, but Troy's history."
    "None taken." Reggie still had the shell-shocked look of a Pop Idol contestant in the first round, but they'd all gotten pretty comfortable together over the last several months.
    "All right, listen, guys. I know you've all got a lot of steam to blow off when we get to the Caribbean, but--" He broke off as they whooped. "This is serious business. Don't call me Pete," he warned, pointing his bottle at Julian, who grinned and tugged his navy-blue bangs. "Cassie will have my ass if this wedding is disrupted by drunkenness, disappearances, floozies, or the media. Especially the media. So don't fuck it up."
    "No worries, mate," Brad said. "Marci will be there. I'm not carousin' unless it's with her."
    "She's game for anything, Braddy, and you know it. I don't trust either of you." He eyed Robert. "How's Arliss?"
    The guitarist shrugged. He'd been very tight-lipped about that relationship, but Seth knew all of Cassie's friends, the Silverettes as they'd called themselves, would be there. Arliss had thrown a tantrum the last time they were all together. Seth hadn't witnessed it, but he'd heard about it. She'd seemed taken with Robert, so maybe he could keep her in check.
    "What are you so worried about?" Julian asked. "You're like a bloody mother of the bride, all nervous about this."
    He loved these guys, but there was no way he was airing his relationship problems with them. "Just trying to keep Cassie off my neck," he said. "You know how women are about weddings." He cringed, thinking about her reaction if she heard him say that. Cassie was very much not like other women. He doubted she'd care if something interfered with the actual ceremony. But she'd been very annoyed of late with the whole media thing--they'd gotten hungrier the closer the wedding date came. Not that it had been revealed officially to anyone, but word always got out. He was afraid she would decide getting married was not a good idea before she knew they could handle the pressure of his renewed lifestyle.
    His trip to Harrisburg had been perfect after that first night. Cassie had laid off about his dreams, and he hadn't had any more. But since then... Their phone calls had gotten shorter and shorter, and the arguments longer.
    Robert was eyeing him knowingly. "I can--"
    "Don't you dare offer me a health drink," Seth warned. The others chuckled. Robert smiled, but his eyes still assessed Seth with far too much awareness.
    Seth drained his fake beer and thumped the bottle on the table. "All right, mates, I'll see you in St. Thomas."
    "That's all?" Brad looked dismayed. "You've been here ten minutes."
    "I have