20: Bible

One minute more, and Calvin would be done for the week. His office door burst open while he was making the final touches to a contract. He scowled, prepared to give whoever that was a lecture about knocking and waiting for his invitation. But on seeing his twin sister, Camilla, he rolled his eyes. At least she was sober.

Camilla’s pointy heel clicked against the floor as she sashayed towards him like his office was her runway. She stopped behind one of the swivel chairs and spun it. Christ. 

“Good to see you too, baby bro.” 

“Fifteen seconds,” Calvin reminded her. Pinching his thumb and index finger together, he said, “Fifteen seconds, Cam.” 

Camilla flipped her brown hair like he was wasting oxygen by speaking to her. She was such a diva, and he knew better than to be offended. 

“Is all it took to make me the older one, baby bro.” 

The urge to throw her out of hi