CHAPTER 58 Whiskey Showdown
Liam's POV
The night was getting on, and hours had passed since Julian arrived at my house. What I expected to be a quick and probably awkward chat had turned into something completely different.
Julian hadn't shown too much of his stubborn side, appeared quite relaxed and easy to get on with tonight. Maybe it was the liquid he was throwing down his throat, the drinks went from relaxing pre bedtime beverages, to the strongest Whiskey I kept in my spirits cupboard.
"I miss Celeste," Julian whined "Why do you think she doesn't remember me?"
I noticed Julian's speech becoming slurred with each sentence he spoke, I should try to slow him down. Being torn between him consuming a good portion of my more expensive bottle, to actually enjoying his company when he was inebriated. He was actually a chilled out guy beneath the stubborn childish behaviour.