The seats between her and Matt were empty and awaiting the bride and groom. The groomsmen were seated to Matt’s left, eating like there was no tomorrow. Sarah glanced at the other end of the long table and realized Heather was watching. Sarah fancied a hint of jealousy in Heather’s eyes, but the other girls appeared curious. Beside her, Maria began asking questions.
“When did you and Matt start dating?” she whispered, her gaze on the boy’s end of the table.
“Middle of April,” said Sarah, taking a bite of her chicken. “He walked me home after a party and we fell asleep together watching movies.”
“You slept together the first night?” Maria gasped.
“Sleep, yes. That’s all we did. And we’ve just casually dated since then.”
“How come you never told me?” said Maria.
Sarah shrugged. “We did
