Chapter 83

DUNCAN POV

Whiskey settled like a memory of warmth in my stomach as I sat on the barstool, sandwiched between my two friends. The atmosphere was serene, reflecting everything that was cruising at a slow pace inside of me. My breathing was calm, the beating of my heart easy and unhurried. The air was laced with a hard whiff of liquor and was pleasant on my senses and my lungs.

Add a melody of soft jazz playing in the background and the chatter of the people sitting not far from us.

It was so calm, like the quiet before the storm.

Except, there was no storm lurking in the distance.

It was almost unreal.

Apollo had been on a business trip across the country but when he heard that I was going to have a baby, the man dropped everything and came spilling here like diarrhea.

I guess I should have explained that the baby wasn't due for the next 5 or 6 months.

But still, I was glad I was able to have him ease down even a little bit. We were still cruising through the holidays and there he was