Page 75 of Barron's Second Chance
He was on the right track with Eden. It meant that she spoke to them about him in what he hoped was a positive light. They would've followed her lead in their treatment of him.
He felt his back tingle as Eden's hand brushed his back.
"Come and meet Josh."
And just like that, the heat he felt at her casual touch turned heated at the mention of Rocker Boy.
He schooled his features into a placid smile, hoping it didn't resemble a shark greeting its prey.
"Great," he weakly replied, following her.
"Josh," Eden called out as Barron drew a deep breath and braced himself.
And there he was.
Fucking Rocker Boy.
Kicked back casually on the couch - the same couch that he and Eden had recently had a steamy make-out session on.
Rocker Boy had one foot leaning against his other thigh with an arm stretched out on the back of the sofa.
He was turned towards Mike, who was seated next to him, gesturing as they had an animated conversation.
He ignored the brief star-struck feeling and instead focused on observing him through critical eyes.
A man bun, seriously?Weren't those cool back in 2017?
Okay, he knew he was being a dick. But god dammit, this guy had been in a relationship with his Eden. He knew how she kissed, what she tasted like, what she looked like when she came, and the sounds she made.
He also clearly hadn't been dumb enough to cheat on her, considering Eden kept him in her life as a close friend. The guy was leaps and bounds ahead of him.
Rocker Boy glanced up as they approached. His eyes immediately fell on Eden, a small smile kicking up the corner of his mouth.
Barron froze in apprehension, a dawning realization forming. He recognized that look.
Besotted. Adoring.
He knew it because he saw it in the mirror every day.
This asshole was still hung up on Eden.
He should've felt sorry for him, should've commiserated with him on their shared feelings. But all he felt was panic and rage.
"Barron?" Eden's soft voice penetrated his dark thoughts.
When he came, he saw that both Eden and Rocker Boy were staring at him. Eden looked concerned while Rocker Boy observed him with a knowing smirk.
Shit, he had been staring daggers at him while Eden was trying to introduce them.
Recovering quickly, he reached out his hand and smiled widely. It was the same smile he used whenever he was stopped by patrons at The Homestead for small talk when he just wanted to get to his office.
"Nice to meet you. Big fan," he added begrudgingly.
Rocker Boy's neck, arms, hands, and fingers were covered in tattoos. Is this the kind of guy Eden was into now? He never considered getting a tat, but he knew that if Eden showed the slightest indication that she was into it, he would've sought out the nearest parlor.
Oh God, what if it was the whole musician thing that Eden was into now? He didn't have a musical bone in his body and sounded like a cat getting strangled when he sang.
Maybe she would be impressed to know that he could still do a bicycle kick when he played soccer. She used to love it when he did that.
