The Enemy's Kiss
she raised her hand, her index finger pointing at me as she said, “was like one in a million for us.”
“Darling?” I muttered, raising my eyebrows at Kione.
Her lips curved into a sexy smile, intertwining her fingers with Gen’s, and she announced, “We’re official.”
“Huh?” I gazed at Gen stupidly.
“What?” Gen widened her eyes and smirked at me. “Can’t I choose whom I want?” She made a bold move, moving her head closer to Kione and claiming her lips.
I was sure it was not only me who was gawking at them as they French kissed. One of my roommates in college was a lesbian, and I had seen her kiss her girlfriends, but Gen, like me, was different. We are hunters.
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