Edward and Lorenzo shared a long, tense, meaningful look. To say that he was upset was not sufficient; Edward was royally pissed. But unsurprisingly, his friend looked at him with an annoying degree of calm. Edward knew for a fact his glare could make an average man squirm where they stood. Unfortunately, Lorenzo was not average.
“She doesn’t have to know,” Edward said after the silence got to be too much.
“I disagree.”
A nerve could be seen twitching in Edward’s clenched jaw. “Let me rephrase that… She doesn’t need to know.”
Behind Lorenzo, Abigail and Gabriel walked into the kitchen. Edward’s eyes narrowed. f*****g hell, he could already see a pointless argument taking shape right before his eyes. He could have talked Lorenzo into keeping his mouth shut with a little effort. But with
