"I don't like it." It wasn't that Edward was cheating on Norah, although that did bother Henry, since he knew from experience that Edward wasn't using protection with her, and he likely wasn't using it with anyone. It was more the...welts on his back, that concerned him.
With a sigh, he stood and shed his jacket, unbuttined his shirt. "Forget secret spy missions. He's going to get us killed in someone's bedroom." He turned his back, letting his shirt drop to reveal the welts across his shoulders.