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He grimaced, holding his jaw. “Hey, I’m a man and a woman at the same time. As a woman, I can appreciate your figure and tell you that even pregnant, you look damn fine. But as a man, I can’t help but stare at your rack.” He slapped a hand over his mouth with wide eyes. “Please don’t tell Cara I said that!”
“If we don’t get out of this, we’re going to have bigger problems than having split personalities. I can’t meet clients this way!”
Hunter gripped me by the shoulder. “Let’s just get over to Ryan’s house. He’ll know what to do.”
I nodded way too much. “You’re right. Let’s go.”
We climbed into Hunter’s truck, but we all just sat there. I looked over at him and then at Sinner in the back seat. “Are you going to start it?”
“I don’t have the keys,” he snapped.
“Well, hot-wire it or something.”
He held up his hands and showed me his nails. “I just paid forty-five dollars to have these done. I’m not chipping a nail!”
Sinner shoved open the back door and flung open the front. “Move your legs. I’ll do this.”
Hunter stiffened and pressed back in his seat. “Okay, I’m going to pretend there is not a man other than my husband between my legs right now.”
He took a deep breath and blew it out. Luckily, Hunter’s truck was older and still capable of being hot-wired. After a few tries, Sinner shook his head. “I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s like I became Cara and forgot my training or something.”
“Can you please stop talking to my vagina?” Hunter screeched.
“Hey, I’ve seen way more of you than this,” Sinner snapped.
“You’ve seen my wife’s vagina?” Hunter snapped.
Sinner tried to back out and slammed his head into the steering column. He got out of the way just as Hunter lunged for him. “Remember, I’m two people! And I’ve never seen anyone’s vagina but my Lollipop’s! Oh, and Maggie’s, but that was totally by accident.”
“Can you not remind me that you’ve seen my most private parts,” I snapped. “Look, I’ll just go inside and grab the keys. Where are they?”
“Lucy always keeps them in a bowl by the door.”
I nodded and shoved the door open, waddling up to the house. “You would think someone other than the pregnant person would run for the keys, but no, of course the men would leave it up to me.”
I could hear the thoughts in my head and coming out of my mouth, but they didn’t make sense. Was this always how Maggie felt? I opened the front door quietly and peeked inside. When I saw everything was clear, I snatched the keys out of the bowl, but didn’t make it out before I was caught.
“Hey! I could use some help with the kids.”
Peeking my head back inside, I gave a girly wave to Lucy. “Hey,” I said nervously. God, she was walking around with the body of Dwayne Johnson. This was insane, and frankly, I was a little jealous I didn’t have Hunter’s body.
“Maggie? Why are you in my house this early in the morning in your nightie? Lucy would kill me if she saw you in that.”
I gave a nervous chuckle. “Oh, he’s with me.”
“He?”
“I mean she!” I quickly corrected. “We’re just…going to the store.”
“In your nightie.”
I nodded quickly. “Emergency.”
He snorted. “Well…don’t blow anything up.” He started to walk away, but then stopped. “Can you take the kids with you? I’m kind of busy.”
“Doing what?” I snapped, sounding an awful lot like Maggie.
“Well, I have to go to the bathroom and…take a shower,” Lucy said, sounding exactly like Hunter.