“One date,” Iris finally answered, and I practically fell over standing still. “At a location and time of my choosing.” “You’re a sharp one, witchling.” Ramona smiled with sly delight. “At a location and time of your choosing, so long as it is within a year from this night.” “Fine.” Iris held her hand out to shake on it. “Oh, little witch, you know that’s not how I seal deals.” Ramona tugged on Iris’s outstretched hand, pulling Iris in before dropping her head for a kiss. “Holy shit,” Harlow whispered. Lou whistled low. “Now, that is a thorough fucking kissing. Not that your girl seems to
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