Her statement confused me. “Casper?”
Rebel nodded.
“Now or after it’s over?”
“Now.”
“Not possible.”
“Then, I’ll do it my way.” Rebel stood and walked out of the room, leaving me in stunned silence. What in the bloody hell did that mean?
23
Rebel
I expected Edge to join me in the kitchen where I was pacing, but after several minutes, he still hadn’t come out of the bedroom. Finally, when he did, it looked as though he was ending a call.
His eyes pierced mine as he stalked toward me. “I don’t understand why you want to meet Casper, but I’m willing to make a deal with you.”
“What?”
“You want to meet her? You can under one condition.”
“Like I said, what?”
“You tell me the truth about what went on today. Not just me, the rest of the team too.”
“Okay.”
“The truth, Rebel. All of it.”
“I just said okay.”
Edge walked outside and sat in a chair on the patio, I was unsure whether I should follow. Eventually, I did. “Are you angry?”
“Oh, yeah. Bloody mad as hell.”
“Then, why do it
?”
“I told you before. I want to be a part of your life.”
“You could’ve said no.”
He shook his head. “I couldn’t. This is me showing you that when I say I want to be part of your life, I mean it.”
“You hardly know me.”
For the first time since I came outside, he looked at me. “Is that really the way you feel? That we hardly know each other?”
I shrugged. “It hasn’t even been a week, Edge.”
“That’s irrelevant.” When I rolled my eyes, he glared at me. “Don’t do that.”
“Roll my eyes?”
“Make light of what I’m saying to you just because you’re insecure.” He looked back out into the darkness, and I turned to leave. Before I crossed over the threshold, Edge spoke again.