Chapter 54: Yes, Daddyy!

KEIRA’S POV

It was silent at this point as we both sank into our thoughts.

I had never seen Clint this way, so disoriented, so helpless, so vulnerable. I had somehow forgotten that even though he was a therapist who helped people with their problems, he was a human too who had problems of his own. It made my heart clench that he had no one to talk to.

I suddenly realised how much I needed to drink too. I had had a shitty day, I could as well get drunk.

I walked straight to his bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a tumbler. Returning to the table to sit across from him, I poured myself a drink and gulped the entire glass at a go. I let the drink settle before pouring myself another glass.

Clint watched me as I downed glass after glass. He was drunk, I knew. It showed in the way his eyes drooped. But it was hard to tell if one did not know him well enough. He sat composed, just watching my every move.

I was sipping my fifth glass when Clint broke into a hysterical fit of coug