C37 Thirty seven: Not like most women

“I knew you were a bastard but this is just the height. You nearly gave me a heart attack, coming here and acting like Kian”.

Eddy chuckled and relaxed in his seat, Kian’s seat. He hasn’t changed a bit, looking just the way he was on his birthday when shit hit the fan. His inked arms were folded across his chest, legs propped up on the table. Only Eddy would sit like a fucking king