Calix
The yacht part of our trip was just as romantic as I had hoped. Chasity said the words I had been waiting and hoping and praying to hear:
“I don’t wanna leave,” she whined, throwing herself onto the bed and hugging the pillows as Alex packed her bag.
She said the same thing the next day when we were packing up back at the hotel after our trip within a trip. Dad was meeting us at the airport. Chasity slept on my shoulder for the whole flight back.
“Come on, Sleeping Beauty,” said Alex and Felix in unison, a rare thing.
“Look at you two, twins,” I said, grinning.
They glared at me. We had specifically trained ourselves not to do that unison thing that many multiples did on purpose. It was not as cute as everyone thought. It was a solid ticket to making everyone start treating you
