Seven’s heart raced with her brain to figure out what was happening. Six practically ran to meet her as Blake led her off the stage.
With a slightly drunken scream, Six threw her arms around Seven’s neck. “I’m so happy for you.”
Seven squeezed her sister and then stepped back. “Don’t congratulate us quite yet. Six, this is Blake Turner. Blake, my sister, Six.”
He raised a brow.
“I nicknamed her when we were little. No way in hell she was getting a higher number than me.”
Six grinned and kissed Blake on the cheek, taking him by surprise. Seven pulled her back. “Okay, okay. Where’s Nathaniel? You need a babysitter.”
“I don’t.” Six couldn’t quite sell her indignation as she sidestepped to catch her balance. Nathaniel swooped in, answering Seven’s prayers, and guided her sister back onto
