Private Vows
I was awakened in the morning by my bed bouncing. I reluctantly opened my eyes to find both Alice and Rose sitting on either side of me. They were both bouncing with excitement and the need to ask questions. I groaned and threw a pillow over my face.
“Do we have to do this now?” I muttered.
“Yes, now. It’s tradition. You can’t break tradition.” Rose and her no-nonsense voice penetrated the comfort of the pillow over my head. Then she yanked it away and got right in my face. “So spill.”
If one was smart, they knew not to mess with Rosalie. I was indeed smart.
“It was wonderful, okay? I’ve never been so touched in my life. It felt… I don’t know, exceptional? I just know it felt right, for me. Now can I go back to sleep?” I tried to grab my pillow back, but she was much quicker.
“No, no, no, if you think you’re getting off that easy…” Rose started but Alice cut her off.
“Come on, Bells. You’ve got to give us more than that.” I should have expected Alice to jump in too.
I thought for a moment. The entire experience was so intimate. It was hard to pick just one moment. “He told me I belonged to him. I can’t even describe how that made me feel. It was so… exhilarating.”
I thought about the other events and felt my face blush. My friends noticed too.