Chapter 13
Carol Lynne examined the picture Reese had taken of the three of us dancing at the wedding on my phone. We were sitting in the employee cafeteria, finishing our lunch.
"Who's the s*x god?" Her eyes bugged out.
"If you mean the guy, that's my brother, Charlie. And eww. For real. Eww!"
"Nothing 'eww' about that." She started tapping the screen.
"Oh, I disagree, and what are you doing?"
"Sending this to myself. It's sweet. And his holiness of hotness will feed my dreams."
My expression must have been funny because she giggled when she handed it back.
I shook my head. "You have problems, woman."
"I speak the truth on behalf of all women not related to him. Your sisterly blinders make everything about your siblings seem gross."
She may have been right about that one. I coul
