NASH'S POV:

Switch pops his head around the door of our dressing room to tell us it's time. He doesn't hover. It's almost like he doesn't want to give us enough time to ask for anything.

Lazy sod.

Although chances are, it's probably just habit. When we first started out, Ziggy used to chase him out of the room, begging for him to cancel everything. That boy had serious nerves.

With a smirk, I reach for Clover, pulling her into my arms. My lips smack against hers ...