Evie
I was visiting April at the Underground mansion, sitting in her room in the common area. April was painting my toes a sparkly pink.
“Don’t you think we’re too old for sparkly pink,” April asked me.
“Hush your mouth. We are never too old for anything. Look at us. You’re becoming what you’re meant to be, and I am dating a young man that f*cks like a God.”
“You act like he’s several years younger than you. It’s only one.”
“Still younger. First time I’ve ever done that. Feels decadent.”
“Speaking of younger men that f*ck like Gods, what do you think of Bruce?” she asked me.
She had introduced me to him the first time I visited. He was hot as sin, very polite and seemed to only have eyes for my sister, even though we were identical. I liked him.
“I think he’s adorable. How do
