Slowly, I touch my lips with two fingers. Then I point down, Wendy following my gesture.
The silence that follows is the loudest thing I’ve ever heard.
Then her jaw drops.
“Wendy —”
“No, hold on,” She sits up straight, holding one hand out and her eyes are wide. “You’re telling me that Edward,” she points at my lips, then down, copying the gesture back at me. “he went down on you?”
I drag both hands over my face. “Yes.”
“Be serious.” She demands, her eyes still widened.
“Do I look like I’m joking?”
For a long time, Wendy says absolutely nothing.
Then she grabs my wrist. “Do you have any idea how big of a deal that is?”
I groan and try to reclaim my hands but she doesn’t let go.
“I’m very sure Edward does not just go around doing that for girls.” Wendy continues. “Omg, this is
