Four sets of twins? I want them all.
So what if I just broke up with my boyfriend?
A girl’s allowed to kiss 8 guys under the mistletoe.
Even if it does get me a death threat from my ex.
So now I need round-the-clock bodyguards.
And the twins all agreed to help me.
The Wolf Twins, the billionaires.
The Castle Twins, the firemen.
The Jameson Twins, the doctors.
The Oakley Twins, the quarterbacks.
I can’t seem to decide which pair make me feel the safest.
Or the sexiest.
I’ll just have to move in with all 8 of them.