Chapter 9
She’d never been so happy to see someone before in her life. “Never fear, Six is here.” Her sister swung up to the bar and threw her arms around Seven’s neck.
Seven’s eyes burned, and she tucked her head into her sister’s shoulder, squeezing tight. “Six? What are you doing here? What about your meeting?”
Looking at her sister was like looking in the mirror, but on its head. Six had huge boobs and a tiny ass. She worked her curves as Seven worked hers—like a boss. Seven squeezed her again, and then rested her head upon said bosom. “I screwed up, Six.”
Her editor laughed. “I’m confused.”
Both women looked up at Seven’s editor and asked in unison. “Why?”
He looked from Seven’s head to Six’s chest and then back to both women. “I’m gay, but I’m kind of jealous of you right now.”
