Hailey's POV
Poor sweet Ian, he has no idea what he's in for with my sisters. They ask too many personal questions while relentlessly embarrassing you. They never give anyone new a time to talk, and they get so handsy. I would have happily stayed in the kitchen if Juan hadn't shown up. Of course, Papi invited him. I walked us upstairs, knowing full well that all four would be in Helena's room with some kind of hidden liquor.
"Ian, meet my sisters," I told him as I opened the door. "On the bed there is Helena, not to be confused with her twin, Hilda. Now, Hilda has bangs and Helena doesn't." I started with the two troublesome ones- the youngest of us all at 17. "Then over here by the wall is Haydee, the middle child. She likes to be called DeeDee." She was shamelessly checking Ian o
