Edward took a sip of his coke and watched Jonathan, raising his eyebrows at that offer. Or request. Order? Honestly, the minimalist way of speaking left a lot up for interpretation and he kind of enjoyed that ambiguity. "Hm. My momma's always warned me against going home with my stalkers."

His lips twitched into a smile and he tilted his head to the side. "But then, she's married to an absolute cretin, so what does she know? Clearly not a good judge of character."

Edward considered himself to be an excellent judge of character. That was why he knew he shouldn't go anywhere with Jonathan. He also knew his own character fairly well, however, so he already knew he would come with him.