All Chapters of The Rutherford Series: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The ride to the office seemed to take forever with Sunday afternoon traffic being more congested than she could remember. Edwin said he'd be there until five-thirty, and it was only ten till five. Plenty of time to catch him. She sent him a text telling him she was on her way if the plans hadn't changed. He replied simply, Come. No playfulness. No flirtatious innuendo. Just Come.Suddenly, Faith's excitement turned to a nervous anxiety. Had something gone wrong this weekend? What kind of mood was he in? He gave her instructions earlier and then just dropped out of sight. Was this all part of his stoic, stern demeanor as the one controlling her, his plaything?She parked her Toyota around back next to Edwin's truck, took a deep breath, and opened her door.The back door was unlocked, and as soon as she opened it, she heard Edwin's voice calling her to stop. She released the door handle and turned to see him coming from the warehouse. He walked with determined strides, his back straight

Faith glanced at the clock. Four. One more hour and then she would have two days finished of her little work adventure. It hadn't been bad, just comical. This office had been around as long as the Brevard branch, and yet, it seemed so ass backward. Nothing was organized. Equipment was missing. People didn't even know how to fill out work orders. How it had survived, Faith had no clue, but she knew they needed her to do what Morgan brought her there to do. Before she left Friday, she emailed herself forms and copies of spreadsheets in order to print them out when she arrived. She was thankful she had planned ahead, because there was nothing there for her to even begin.There was only one girl in the office, Patricia McClusky. She was a young girl, early twenties, with fiery hair and a dusting of freckles on her face and arms. Faith was pretty sure the freckles traveled the length of her. She was the same height as Faith and just a smidgen skinnier. She had a mouth on her worse than the

Morgan walked beside Faith down the hotel corridor. She had checked her phone three times between the restaurant and the hotel, but still no word from Edwin. Could he have forgotten her so soon?"Stop worrying about your boy. Last time I talked to him he was having an emergency at work as well as at home.""At home? He lives alone."Morgan just shrugged. His room was directly across from Faith's, and as they neared it, he smiled at her and said, "I'll be over in a minute. I need to make a quick call."Faith pulled her card key from her purse as she looked at him. "Okay," was all she said. She couldn't deny the heat between her legs at the thought of him in her room, but could she go through with it?Not knowing how long Morgan would be or even what he really wanted, she went ahead and slip into her nightclothes and get ready for bed. After slipping into Selby's Mario pajama pants and an old Dr. Pepper T-shirt, she washed her face and then climbed into bed, flipping on the television as

Faith rose out of bed that morning not knowing what to expect from Morgan. He had finished his dessert, so to speak, after Selby's call, but that was as far as it went. He had acted like it was no big deal and kissed her hand before returning to his own room, his own bed. However, the reaction she received that morning was the last thing she expected—silence. Morgan had been on the phone talking work the entire way to the office, and as soon as they arrived, he had driven off with Kent. They said nothing about the previous night and what had happened.To make matters worse, there had still been no word from Edwin. Three days and not one "Hey, there. How's the trip?" How stupid could she have been? Out of sight, out of mind.C'mon, Faith. It was a game. Why are you acting like a jilted lover? She stopped filling out the equipment release she worked on and just stared at the wall. Why was she behaving like a lovesick puppy? Did she have feelings for Edwin after all? It was just sex, a ga

Faith slept like shit that night. Throughout the day, her head pounded like it had a high school drumline following her around. She had a war going on inside of her, and she was afraid of which side would win. If Selby hadn't called last night, Faith probably would have ended the game on her own but hearing Cherish's name brought into it just sent her spiraling out of control.The odd thing was that the battle within her was no longer about Selby and Edwin; it was about Edwin and Cherish. If he was sleeping with her sister, did it really matter? This was just a game about sex, not a relationship. Wasn't it? What difference did it make who else Edwin was doing the dirty deed with if it was just sex? After all, it's not as if Faith had an exclusive right to him. That wouldn't be at all fair considering she went home to Selby every night. There was no commitment, no future planned out. Edwin didn't check in with her. That's obvious from how often he's called me since I left Brevard. She d