Without a rebuttal, Edge turned and walked away.He paused to talk to Mistress Jane.She gave him a quick nod, glanced in my direction, then started around the room in the same pattern Edge had been following.
I watched as Edge ascended the stairs.For a moment, I considered leaving.Going back to my hotel room, going to bed, and hoping tomorrow would look clearer than the night did.
Of course, I didn’t do that.Why avoid confrontation when you could be the instigator of it?That was my motto.
At least for tonight, anyway.
I caught up with Edge on the third floor.He stepped into his office, closed the door.
I didn’t bother to knock or wait for an invitation.I merely opened the door, stepped inside, then closed it behind me.
“What the fuck is your problem?”I bit out as soon as the door clicked shut.
Edge spun around, stomped toward me.Similar to the last time I’d been in this room, he pinned me up against the door with his hand around my neck.Not enough to hurt because that wasn’t Edge’s style.But it was definitely enough to get my attention.
“You don’t know what the problem is, Cav?”
“Not the slightest clue,” I countered.
“How about the incident in my office earlier.That ring a bell?”
I stared into his face, reliving that moment in his office with Jamie earlier.I knew exactly what he was referring to, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why it was a problem for him.
“You’re pissed because what?Because Jamie had her mouth on your dick?”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t hear her complainin’.”
“Not the point,” he snarled.
“Then what is the point, Edge?Clue me in here.”
Edge dropped his hand, stepped back.He turned away from me, and I could see the tension in every line of his body.
“I didn’t want it to happen like that,” he said, his voice lacking the frustration from before.
“Like what?”
He paused by his desk, planted his hands on the top, and hung his head.“She’s a virgin, Cav.”
“Yeah.She is.So fucking what?”
Edge’s head turned, his eyes shooting daggers in my direction.
“If that’s such an issue for you, why the fuck are you messin’ with her, then?”I didn’t get it.“The woman’s interested in you.In us.I haven’t heard her ever say she wanted to continue bein’ a virgin.”
And she hadn’t.In fact, I would go so far as to say Jamie had wanted things to go further than they had.Not just this afternoon, either.
Yet it didn’t appear Edge felt the same.
“That’s not how it was supposed to go,” he said, his tone defeated.
“Okay, enlighten me then.How the fuck do you see this playin’ out?We gonna spend all our time on third base?You think Jamie’s gonna be okay with us gettin’ her off with our mouths?”
“I want to take this slow,” Edge snapped.
I threw up my arms, let them drop.“For fuck’s sake, Edge.I don’t get you.Or this.If you want to pretend to be some fuckin’ saint, you go ahead.”I turned and reached for the doorknob.“I’m done.”
