When we were finally done eating, I could feel my panties so damp it was beyond uncomfortable.
Edward kissed my cheek and told me he was going to talk to his mother a little more.
Nigel offered to wash the dishes, so we took the opportunity to go to my room and have a girl chat.
I sat on my bed, resting my back against the headboard with Betty next to me.
"What happened while I was gone?" I asked shocked, outraged, because they were definitely not acting like before. They were much closer.
Her whole face turned red.
"Oh, Bella!" she squealed.
"Oh, my God!" I shouted, turning to stare at her with wide eyes. "Did you…?"
"Yes!" she screeched, clapping her hands. "Yes, Bella! We realized that we really love each other and after everything…we didn't take any chances. If something happened, I didn't want to die without having shared everything with him."
I was staring at her wide-eyed. "Are we talking about the same thing?" I checked. Because, frankly, I couldn't imagine someone from this time sleeping with their boyfriend/girlfriend/courter…I had no idea what it was called.
Betty leaned into me, pressing her lips to my ear. "I made love with Nigel. And it was so wonderful, Bella. I don't regret a moment."
I inhaled sharply.
I was happy for her, but I was jealous, too.
I wanted that with Edward.
"What now? What if something happens?" I asked, most likely because I was bitter she had her happy time and I didn't.
"We're getting married before Christmas."
