"Yeah. I appreciate it."
"Be there in fifteen." I closed the call. I ran my hand through my hair. His speech had been slurred. He was obviously drunk. It wasn't like Liam to drink enough to be obvious.
"What's going on?" Daniel's rough voice.
"I have to pick up Liam from the police station."
"Is he all right?"
"Just a bit drunk."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
I went in search of his hand and gripped it. "No, I've got this, but thank you."
Daniel mumbled something and went back to sleep. I was wide awake. What the hell had Liam got himself into? It took me less than fifteen minutes to get downtown.
A very tired, inebriated Liam was sitting waiting for me, swaying and gripping his seat. I was surprised they hadn't forced him to sleep it off in the drunk tank.
After a bit of weaving on his part, I got him into my car.
He slumped in the passenger seat as I slid behind the steering wheel.
God, he reeks of alcohol.
"What did you get arrested for?"
"Don't want to talk about it."
"I'm not starting this car until you tell me."
Liam glared at me. "Then I'll walk."
"Don't be ridiculous. Just tell me."
He rolled his eyes and scrubbed his mouth with his hand. "Public intoxication and indecency."
What the fuck?
"You were drunk and naked in public?"
"Partially naked." He looked away. "The bottom half."
"What were you thinking? That's not like you."
"I was thinking the guy was hot."
"Nothing new there. But hooking up in public? What got into you tonight? Was it because you drank too much? Which I don't get. You're not a heavy drinker, Liam."
I saw his jaw clench. "Maybe I am now."
"Enough to let some guy suck you off in public. Seriously, Liam."
Liam crossed his arms. "Maybe I should have called Owen."
"He'd be saying all the same things."
"Can you just take me home? I have court in the morning."