"Yeah, she's gone." James took a long breath. "I saw her leaving just now. I didn't expect that she'd even be here. She was not here when I left your wasted ass in your bedroom last night."
Edward's mind flashed back to last night, to the alcohol, the anger, and the terrible, stupid decision that had led him to this point. It all left a bitter feeling in his mouth.
"I messed up, James," he said quietly, finally facing his friend. "I slept with her."
He raised an eyebrow, a slight frown forming on his face. "You did what?"
He had suspected it. That was one thing. But it was another thing to actually hear the admission from Edward. He did not have to wonder how, or why it happened. He was dead drunk. And Veronica was a very vicious and ambitious woman. Another thing, technicall
