Page 31 of Razor's Edge
“Wow, you must be a favorite at children’s parties!” I sass with my arms crossed over my chest.
“So full of fucking jokes you are. Let’s get this shit done so we can have our fucking conversation. We have shit to clear up, so stop being so fucking bullheaded,” Razor mumbles.
We make our way into the open dayroom, where everything is set up for our meeting. Razor sets me gently in a big recliner. I shift around until I’m the slightest bit comfortable. Fuck, I should have stayed in the fucking bed.
Looking around the room, I’m taken back by Moose in a suit and tie. Most of the brothers are there, even Torch.When the fuck did Moose get here, and why?
Moose looks over, sees me staring at him, and raises an eyebrow. Prez turns, looking shocked to see me. Turning back, they shake hands before both heading in my direction.
“Edge, my dear, shouldn’t you be resting?” Prez asks, placing a kiss on the top of my head.
“There is no way in hell I was missing this meeting, and you know it,” I say, soaking in the warmth and safety surrounding me from the fatherly affection.
“Would be more shocked if you didn’t show up.”
“You wanna tell me what the fuck you are doing here and in a suit?” I ask, glaring at Moose.
“Do you not remember me bringing you to the club?”
I think back to the night I almost lost my life, trying to remember when he showed up. I can’t recall him being there. I never knew how I got here and had been meaning to ask Razor or
Vixen about it, but I haven’t had a chance. I slowly shake my head.
“Moose, why the fuck are you here? They are trying to take down the club. If you got me out, you were there with them.”
Moose’s dark eyes thin in a glare. “What the fuck are you trying to say exactly??
“You know exactly what I’m asking. Are you working for them? I mean, you show up when shit goes down with Fire and Ice, and now, we are fighting against another group, and you fucking show up again. So, what the fuck are you doing here?”
Moose bursts out laughing like I just told him the funniest story he had ever heard. He laughs for practically five minutes before getting himself under control. “You were always too smart for your own good. Why would I try and hurt the people who are protecting and helping Little Red heal? If you give me a moment, I’d be happy to tell everyone why I’m here.”
A squealing baby brings my attention to the kitchen door as Blue comes through with a happy Starla. My heart melts seeing her so happy and not the sick little girl in the ER. Razor walks over, and when she finally notices him, her arms and legs kick and wave in excitement. My heart squeezes with love and loss. The smile Razor gives her I’ve only seen a handful of times.
Razor pulls Starla from Blue’s arms, holding her above his head and talking to her. Starla’s baby laugh is infectious, and the atmosphere relaxes a little. Razor brings Starla to his chest, kissing the top of her head before handing her back to Blue. Starla does not like that one bit as Blue chuckles, heading down the hall. The hole in my chest is so large I want to cry. Why did this amazing man have to hurt me so bad? How could he make me the other woman? I believed I was special for the first time since I was a young child, only to learn I was nothing to him.
Two single tears track down my face as if in a race. I rush to try and wipe them away so no one sees them. Like my luck has been for many years, I’m not successful. Out of nowhere, Flyboy is at my side, asking a million questions.
“Edge, talk to me. Are you okay?”
I suck in as much air as my aching ribs will let me before answering. “Unless you have something to fix a shattered heart and broken soul, I’m all peachy.”
I pull my guard up, waiting for the pity most people give, only to be surprised. Understanding crosses his eyes.
“I don’t have a cure for that. Do me a favor, though?” he asks. I raise my eyebrows and wait.
“If you find a cure for that, can you let me know?”
“You got it. Until then, let’s take down the assholes coming for us,” I say, giving him a half-smile. Flyboy nods before standing and going back to his place against the wall. I shift to place the laptop on my lap. I open it and connect to the screen so we can get this show on the road before I pass out or Queen Bitch shows up.
16
Razor
Seeing Edge surrounded by Flyboy, Moose, and Prez, it takes everything I have to hold back the growl crawling up my throat. At the end of the day, my brothers aren’t a threat to Edge. It’s having men close to the woman I want at my side. I don’t know what Flyboy says to her to make the small smile appear on her face, but I can’t fucking stand it anymore. After this meeting, we’ll be talking about everything. I will be claiming this woman as my own. I clear my throat to get everyone’s attention, making my way over to Edge.
“Now that we have everyone here. Let’s go over what we know. The Revera Cartel has moved in under our noses. They are moving drugs and women through our territory unchecked. They were in bed with Fire and his crew, and, if what Moose is saying is true, they were also working with the same guys that took several of us not long ago. We now have faces to go with this infamous bunch, along with our good buddy, Moose here, to fill in the blanks,” I advise.
“Just so everyone in the room is aware, we are only going over the information we have and finding out what Moose and Edge can tell us. Plans about next moves and how we will handle these assholes will happen in church right after this meeting,” Prez says before anyone can say anything else.
