Chapter 37. 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. It’s risky communicating with him after Kian warned me to avoid him and the others and I can’t afford another argument with Kian because of Eddy. Eddy’s a very fine man with gray eyes, high cheekbones, uneven eyebrows and thick lashes. He wore his signet ring on his middle finger. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him without that ring.

“Perhaps you should have had one. It’s been too long since you had one anyways.”

I glare at him. “I knew it was you. Only a person of your caliber can get away with murder.”

Eddy chuckles. “You speak as though you’re not of my caliber.”

“I’m not a