Big Fat Liar 2 (Big Fat Liar #2)

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Author: Cookie Moretti
door. And that's when she noticed it. Chris only had blue boxers on. Jaw dropping, she watched him confidently walk out her room like he owned the place.
    Shoving the blankets off of her, she almost got tangled in the sheets and practically fell out of bed trying to rush after him. Stopping in front of her bedroom door, she had a good view of him standing in her kitchen, looking in her top cabinets for cookware. She leaned against the doorframe, admiring his sleek muscles and that oh so sexy six-pack. Even though his legs were a little bit hairy, she loved how strong and firm they looked.
    Hubba, hubba, Callie thought, running her tongue across her bottom lip because they suddenly felt dry. My, my, God had outdone himself when he created Chris. It was like he had clapped his mighty hands together and shouted "LET THERE BE HOTNESS" and out popped Chris.
    "Come help me make breakfast," Chris told her when he caught sight of her standing by the door. "Do you want your eggs scrambled or sunny side up?"
    "Scrambled," Callie said, noting that Chris had a bit of a bed head but it looked sultry and sexy on him.
    Chris was already heating the skillet up on the stove. "Sunny side up," he said, making a showing of spinning around and cracking the eggs on the skillet before pouring the yokes inside. "Coming right up."
    Grinning, Callie walked in the kitchen and flipped on the small purple radio on the counter. "I like listening to music when I cook. Food always taste better."
    "Oh yeah?" Chris lifted a brow at her. "How about we sing for our supper?"
    Callie laughed when he howled and started singing along with the oldies song playing on the radio. "Well shake it up baby now!" He used the spatula as a microphone, twisting his hips back and forth. "Twist and shout! Come, come, come baby now! Come on and work it on out!"
    Clapping her hands, Callie joined him. "Well work it on out, honey!" She grabbed the large wooden spoon off the rack and used it as her microphone. "You know you look so good!"
    Chris pointed the spatula at her. "Look so good!"
    Callie snapped her fingers and smoothly spun around. "You know you got me goin' now! Just like I knew you would."
    Both she and Chris howled: "Oooooooooooh!"
    And that's what they spent the next two minutes doing, cooking and singing along with The Beatles "Twist and Shout". Well Chris did the cooking and singing while Callie danced and sang along with him.
    When the doorbell buzzed, she and Chris were laughing so hard that they almost didn't hear it. "Wait," Callie wheezed, waving the wooden spoon at him before putting it on the counter. "I'll be right back." She sailed to the front door, still chuckling as she opened it.
    "Callie!"
    Callie's smile froze and the laughter died in her throat. Her eyes widened so big that it hurt. "S-Sarah!"
    "Hi!" Her sister Sarah smiled prettily at her, looking pretty in a flowery sun dress. "Well, aren't you happy to see us? Mom's been asking you to visit us while we were still in Seattle but you kept blowing us off so...here we are."
    "Surprise!" Hannah cried, making jazz hands. Like Sarah, she too was wearing a sundress but hers was completely yellow.
    Oh shit . Callie stared at her sisters. "I-I thought you guys left on Sunday."
    "Our folks did," Hannah smiled brightly, "but Sarah and I decided to stay and visit you for a day. Greg's here too."
    Double shit .
    "Well?" Sarah lifted that familiar condescending brow at her. "Aren't you going to let us in?"
    Callie kept staring at them, mind going blank. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh-"
    "Cal?" Chris called from the kitchen. "Who is it?"
    Oh no! Chris! Callie looked behind her. How could she forget about him!?
    "Who is that?" Hannah asked noisily, trying to peek inside.
    "No one." Callie quickly stepped outside and closed the door. "Um...no one."
    "Well it didn't sound like 'no one'," Sarah mocked, sounding like an uppity southern belle. "There's a man inside your apartment, Callie."
    Hannah squealed. "Ooooh! Who is he? Tell!
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