BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION
I took a deep breath, forcing calm into my voice.
"First of all, Chloe, I'm not insecure or angry because my ex-boyfriend went for you."
Just then, her twin sister Zoey walked in, yawning and rubbing her eyes.
Her hair was wild, and she had on her pajamas with a cartoon doughnut printed across her heavy bosom.
"What are you two arguing about?" she mumbled, scratching her head. "It's early morning. Charlotte, can you just make breakfast already? I'm starving. Had my period last night. I need something made of chocolate."