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 ...