"Alright, soft moment over," Chloe declared, clapping her hands once and wiping her eyes like she hadn’t just cried. “Let’s get to the fun part.”
I blinked. “The... what?”
“You’re about to cause heart attacks, baby,” she smirked. “Trust me.”
“Because,” Chloe said, gesturing at me like I was a damn Mona Lisa, “we are not letting this masterpiece of a woman walk into a party looking anything less than a full-blown sin.”
Cherry purred in my head.
"Sin, huh? I like these lesbians."
Chloe and Daisy, by the way, were still caught up in their PDA marathon right in front of me — and honestly, after everything we just said, I didn’t even mind. They looked stupidly cute together.
Cherry whistled.
"You think they’d adopt us? We’d bring snacks."
“I didn’t know,” I said, still recovering. “You
