Love?

BENTLEY'S POV

I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I tried to pack my red hair into a messy bun.

My face was pale and wan with dark circles under my eyes. I looked exhausted, but still had that air of calm confidence around me. It had been a very long day.

I sighed as I turned on the bathroom light, leaving the door behind me open. In my room, the clock struck nine as the first few drops of rain hit my bedroom window. The sound echoed throughout my quiet house like a warning bell.

My house was just across from my bar and I had decided to freshen up before heading back to the bar where I knew I would have a lot of stranded customers because of the rain and they would have no choice but to buy drinks even though I had already planned to stay the night off.

So much for having a relaxing evening alone. This is why I didn’t want to leave home today. I was exhausted. I really wanted nothing more than to get drunk on whiskey, or maybe even vodka, and forget everything.

Maybe then