Page 34 of Razor's Edge
“You were right at the ER the night Starla was admitted. She had drugs in her system. Star was using and mixing a little in Starla’s bottles so she would sleep. We still don’t know how she was getting the drugs.”
“Are you fuckingkiddingme? She was fucking drugging her?” Edge practical screams, scaring the shit out of Starla, who wakes crying.
I take Starla from a vibrating Edge, trying to calm them both. “Edge, talk to me.”
The glare Edge gives me makes me go quiet. “Where the fuck is she? I’m going to beat the ever-living hell out of that no-good, nasty-ass, fucking cunt.”
“Hey, hey, breathe. You can’t get upset right now. You could rupture something. Please, Edge, breathe.”
Edge takes a breath that hurts her, bringing her back to the here and now. I reach out and rub her leg, trying to calm her. I remember doing this type of thing when she would wake from her nightmares after we rescued her from the Snake Bite crew. I continue to rub her leg and rock Starla.
“Razor, please tell me you have her, and she’ll never be a part of our lives,” Edge begs.
“Edge, do you know what you are asking of me? Please make sure you know what that means to me,” I ask, needing her to say it.
“Razor, I fucking need you to make sure that woman will never be a part of our little girl’s life,” she says, looking me in the eye.
“Edge, you know what you are saying, right?” Her wanting me to take out Star is not the part I’m worried about. What shocks me to the core is her saying,our little girl.
“After everything you told me, you and that little girl are mine. I’m done running. I’m done being afraid of what could be.” Edge takes a breath before she continues, “I love you, Razor. I love you forever and always.”
Turning, I place Starla in the pack and play in the corner of my room with some toys. I go back to Edge, cupping her cheek and tilting her head. I search her face for any deception but find none. I bend over, bringing our lips together in a soul-searing kiss. She lifts her arms, wrapping them around my neck and pulling me closer. Edge fists her hands in my hair, deepening a kiss that will forever be my favorite.
Edge moans, snapping the small amount of control I’ve had on my libido. As I climb over her, ensuring not to put any weight on her, our kiss doesn’t stop. I run my fingertips up the outside of her left leg, causing goosebumps to bubble all over her skin. I make it to the line of her panties, running my finger under the seam, inching closer to the heat. Edge breaks the kiss, dropping her head back and arching into me, moaning and begging for more.
“Fuck, Edge. I need that sweet pussy wrapped around my aching cock. But now is not the time,” I whisper, kissing down her neck.
No sooner do I get those words out then Starla lets out a squeal, and one of her toys hits the floor. Edge and I look at each other before we erupt in laughter.
“Oh, fuck, that hurts so bad. Razor, please don’t make me laugh,” Edge says, rolling on her side, holding her ribs while trying to stop laughing.
“Me? Are you fucking kidding me? That little shit over there did it.” I gasp indignantly, putting my hand on my head dramatically.
Edge looks over at me and snickers, shaking her head. I act affronted, enjoying Edge’s happiness. After so long, she deserves this. She stops and wrinkles her nose before slowly trying to stand.
“Where are you going?”
“To get Starla and take her to her room for a bath and change of clothes before finding food. I’m finally fucking hungry,” Edge says in a tone just for Starla.
“My dear, you cannot lift that little rugrat right now. Why don’t you text Vixen and get her to help you? I mean, shit, she needs to learn how to do this shit for when that baby of hers arrives.”
Edge says, dropping her shoulders, “Yeah, I’ll do that.”
I look at the time and sigh. I have to go to church soon. I go to Edge and kiss the back of her head, wrapping my arms loosely around her. We both stand watching Starla play, back to the happy little girl she always seems to be with anyone but her mother. I feel when the last of Edge's strength and energy leaves her body.
“Why don’t you take a nap? Me and Starla will hang out until I have to leave for church. I’ll wake you when I leave so Vixen can free you ladies,” I whisper, trying not to draw Starla’s attention.
“It’s okay. I’m …” I growl in her ear, stopping her words. She sighs before continuing, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.”
I help her back to bed, kissing her forehead. It’s not five minutes before she is softly snoring. I smile at her before going to my computer system to find what I need to end all this shit.
* * *
“Fuck yeah! Let’s get this shit done.” Smith says with a sinister grin.
“Exactly! Couldn’t have said it better myself,” I tell them.
“Gentlemen, we have to do this smart. The names on this list are high-powered and will be missed if we take them out,” Torch says from his place.
