“Scorch me, Senna. That was harsh!” Kira commented, having
overheard her turn down the flirting fellow.
“He's only
after one thing.” Senna snorted. “When he gets it, he'll move on
to the next tail.”
Kira gave her warmate a pointed look.
“Not every guy you meet is gonna be a copy of Gaius, you
know.”
Seneca sighed and took a deep drink from her bottle
of whiskey. “So I outta repeat the experience until I find the one
who isn't? No thanks.”
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