15. Biscuits no gravy and the girlfriend word

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I'm way out of my league thought Abby as the Spenser family butler headed towards her.

"Miss, How may I assist you?" the butler asked.

"I'd like to get some breakfast, "Abby replied.

"This way please," the man said, motioning her down the hallway.

All the elegance surrounding her made Abby feel very underdressed and plain. She made her way to the dining room filled with a gigantic mahogany table that was large enough to seat 20 people. She saw a woman seated at the far end of the table. She looked up and met Abby with warm eyes; upon recognizing Abby, the woman smiled immediately.
''You must be Abby," she said, jumping up and coming around the table, “Hello. I’m Bethany!”
Bethany was almost as tall as Ed and she crushed Abby in a quick hug; she smelled of jasmine perfume. She was dressed completely in beige.
"I hope you are feeling better," Bethany said.
"Oh yes. But I am starving," said Abby sheepishly.

"Of course. What would you like?"

"I don't want to be trouble. Whatever is available is fine,"
Bethany laughed and said," Why eggs, sausage, biscuits, hash, anything you desire."

After a few awkward moments Abby realized she was supposed to give her order to the butler. He gave her a funny look when she requested scrambled eggs and biscuits with no gravy.

"Here. Sit by me," Bethany exclaimed," You are certain you are feeling better?''

"Yes, thank you," Abby said while placing the pink cloth napkin in her lap.
“I'm sorry about the room arrangements. We have too many guests and not enough rooms. Edmund said you two are taking things slow,"

"Uh yeah," Abby said, feeling her mouth go dry. Tell her you’re just friends said a little voice in Abby’s mind. No, tell her you lust after him said another voice in her mind. Abby shook her head remarking to herself that the shot of medication from last night might be making her a bit crazy.

“I've never met one of his girlfriends before. Edmund is very private," Bethany said.
Abby responded by giving Bethany a look of disbelief. Surely attractive Edmund Spenser had many girlfriends, she thought. Finally she managed to add," You must be joking. Surely he brought one home in high school or college?"

“I don't think Edmund had a girlfriend in high school," Bethany said and then added, "speaking of high school, I'll ask you to help me pick out photos for the rehearsal dinner."

Bethany rearranged the 3 ring binders near her plate and pulled out a packet of photographs; she shuffled through them and placed six of them in front of Abby.

13. Marble floors, satin, and nausea

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Ed went downstairs to see where the limo driver had left their luggage. Ed’s sister Bethany was nearly as tall as him. She had long brown hair parted down the middle, showing off her oval face and blue gray eyes; even in the gray sweat pants she was wearing she looked elegant. Bethany hugged him, but noticed the tension in Ed and asked, “Is she okay?”

“Migraine. Dizzy. Got sick in the car,” he said, worried.

“Oh poor thing,” Bethany said.

“I should have taken her to the hospital,” Ed sighed.

“Let me call a doctor,” Bethany offered

“You can do that here?” Ed asked with a look of astonishment. Bethany nodded at him, leading Ed down the stairs into the library where her purse and cell phone was.

After Bethany called for a doctor and gave him directions to the house, she patted Ed on the shoulder and announced. “He’s on his way.”

“So which room am I staying in?” Ed asked her, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

“The same suite as Abby,” Bethany replied.

“I told you I needed two rooms. I promised her,” Ed said.

“All the rooms are full, the rest of the guests arrive in a couple of hours,”

“Oh,” Ed said, disappointed.

“I’m sorry, Ed,” Bethany said, grabbing his hand, “I had no choice.”

“Well, she’ll think I planned this,” Ed said.

“So you haven’t had sex yet?” Bethany asked.

“We’re taking things…slow,” he said.

“I’ll explain to her tomorrow. Be respectful. Women like that,”

“Thanks, Sis. I’m going to go make sure Abby’s okay,”

Ed opened the door to the suite and heard the sound from the bathroom. Abby was clutching the toilet, crumpled on the cool marble floor. The size of the bathroom was enormous, like a two car garage; even being sick couldn’t make Abby miss the magnitude of the bathroom. Ed rushed into the bathroom and sat down beside Abby on the floor and rubbed her back with his hand. Abby wiped her mouth and turned to look at him. He looked so worried. “I’m okay,” she said, reaching to flush the toilet.

“There’s a doctor on the way,” Ed told her.

She put her head on her knees. “Sorry,” she whispered.

“For what?” Ed asked. She shrugged.

Ed helped Abby back to bed. “Abby, I’m sorry. I swear I told Bethany we needed separate rooms, but it’s a full house. We have to share a room,” he told her leaning over her.

“Okay,” she said, closing her eyes.