Veronica
“So, how are things going with your twins?” my mother questioned as she poured water into the teapot. I rolled my eyes as I watched her.
“Fine,”
“Just fine? That’s all I get?”
“What do you want me to say?” I asked. “It’s complicated,”
“I would think so…but talk to me, Ronnie. Tell me what is going on…tell me what they are like,”
“Well…they are both sweet but different. Conrad is…well, he makes me feel all hot and bothered,” I admitted.
“And Callum?”
“He does too, but it’s just different. With Conrad it’s like fire…like this instant heat…but with Cal, it’s like… it's like boiling water…cold at first until slowly it warms up,”
“And then it's so hot you burn yourself,” she teased, and I rolled my eyes once again.
“They are both hot. Conrad is just…he is the one who gives me
