Cooper’s face suddenly disappeared. “I’m sorry.”
“Did you cut Carson’s face?”
“I didn’t mean to. He was trying to break into the car, and…it hurt me. Whenever somebody touches the car, I can feel it. That’s how I felt you, Edwin. The first time you ran your fingers over the steering wheel, and you sighed with pleasure. You felt so good. That’s how I knew I needed you. But when Carson started hitting the window, I guess I just…overreacted.”
“He was just trying to help,” Edwin pointed out.
“I know. And I really didn’t mean to hurt him. You’ve got to believe me, Edwin.”
Edwin sighed. “I do. But I still want to be alone tonight. You’re getting to be too much, Cooper. I’m a mere mortal. I need a break.”