Chapter 69

Max: Are you busy?

Ollie: Yes.

Max: See you by 7. At Eden.

It wasn’t hard to make out Max in the bar. His blond hair stood out like a beacon in contrast with the subdued ambiance of the bar and his outfit. A black turtle neck with matching trench coat.

When he flopped on the chair opposite Max, he said. “This has better be for a good reason or I might just kill you. ”

Max leaned back, no words just a raised brow as Ollie’s hand sought for bottle positioned between them. Not caring what it was, he poured himself a generous measure into the glass.

It felt dull as it slid down his throat.

He’d gotten accustomed to the taste of liquor. They almost tasted like water to him.

“Take another swig, you will need it.”

Though, Confused at what Max was implying, he took another swig. The burn of the drink a familiar comfort.

This was how he kept his sanity. This was how he kept going after June. She ruined him and he couldn’t even hate her for it.

He'd accepted June the type of love he co