"Would you please open the door?"

The morning had begun rather well, with her greeting him good-naturedly when he had walked out of the bedroom with tousled hair. It had gone all downhill afterwards. He unlocked the bolt. The front door swung open.

The man before him clearly did not expect him to be the one to open the door and was not amused with his presence.

"What the hell! What are you doing here?"

Kayla was already realizing her mistake. She abandoned her work and rushed to the scene before it could get any uglier.

"Edward!"

"I'm just here to bring you some breakfast, Kay. Also, Kenny will be taking over me tomorrow."

Edward hid his disdain very poorly. He dropped the grocery bags on the kitchen counter with a smile, but the temperature between them seemed to drop quickly.

He decided keeping silent and lying low was his best chance to help Kayla salvage this.

"You guys don't really have to do this, you know."

"Don't sweat it, Kay."

Edward was still glaring daggers at him as he left.